World In Conflict
wave me a light in midst of gloom,
boundless your mercy, give me room,
candle I light for you with hope,
oh! please my Lord, throw us a rope!
world is torn asunder by hate,
evil rides the stallion called fate,
devil is master, none can cope,
oh, please my lord, throw us a rope!
innocents die ere they can smile,
their mother’s besides in a pile,
those who survive, there is no scope,
oh, please my lord, throw us a rope!
you created us in few days,
can resolve this in quicker ways,
show us light, in darkness we grope,
oh, please my lord, throw us a rope!
Premier contest winner 7
Written 26/10/2023
8 syllables each line
with rhyming couplets with the last line repeated.
Regina Macintosh sponsored
October’s story contest
this October is not celebration for many
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