Unrest

Truth, lies,
Con men, spies,
Trouble, strife,
What a life.

Death, destruction,
Hate, corruption,
Power, greed,
Plants bad seed,

Hoe, seeds,
Unrest, breeds,
Plants flourish,
World undernourish.

Compassion, none,
For anyone,
can't comprehend,
Where will this end?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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July 9, 2022 at 11:49 PM
Who knows Shirley….will it always be something or someone? We will never know if it ever ends…..Enjoyed! Debx
Wolf Avatar
July 7, 2022 at 7:51 PM
Things sure are awful these days... I say it ends under Putin's thumb. ~ Realist
Hawkins Avatar
July 7, 2022 at 8:13 PM
I agree, Gershon. Unless his own soldiers turn on him, or Putin dies because of ill health, he has got us all under his thumb. Nobody in their right mind would want WW111. ( unfortunately I think he is a power crazy nut case!)
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