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The Scourge of the Future

March 12, 2022 The glass ball slips from my grasp Broken shards scrape the surface I let the ground taste my tears The droplets leave behind unmarked graves

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Rico Leffanta

Date: 3/13/2022 12:15:00 PM

Your tears may provide the nourishment a seed needs . . . Aloha!

Beata Agustin

Date: 3/13/2022 7:57:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.