World Wide
Fate closes the wounds
of nameless ills
and seals the fathomless abyss
of grief and sorrow,
wearing the scars of destruction.
Exterior conflicts remain
a hard fact.
To seek inner peace,
one comes often face to face
with disapproval
of the inexperienced.
Copyright © Hilde Bird | Year Posted 2007
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