fleeting moments in streets that fled the snares
even till they wink they kill sun or night
disheartening images left behind,
unrespect youth but outcast nothing fetched
ignorant truth doth give to discontent
need to get rid that lords over their fears
attend to bridge the deep and outer self
henceforth be the journey long and painful
to morrow plant newly sharpens love edge
war and violent hands shall nullify
mute the waste, light the way and hope for peace
that thou shalt comfort orphans left behind
12/2/201
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