The Reflection of Reality
I think and wonder,
my heart thunders
with guilt and pain.
The reflection I see
in their cuts, scratches, and bruises
tells us the stories of suffering.
We sleep and see a dream,
but some are facing a nightmare in daylight.
The helper can’t help,
the supporter can’t support,
but the destroyer can destroy.
Somebody’s smile and laughter,
somebody’s dream and ambition,
and many lives...
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