Spring Hope
Waiting for the first green shoots to join our world,
For the first signs of hope,
To arrive from winter's night,
For darkness to melt into the morning light,
To steal our gaze,
from outside
Where the bullets fly,
Across a stage,
where the blood is real,
Actors forced to play their parts
In a theater of pain,
Like party fireworks,
Flares illuminate Tree lined Fields,
As
Earths...
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