We are fragments of the same broken mirrors
All of us now are trying hard to survive,
As cracks of division appear among us
As lands continue to be occupied and denied,
Even starlight fails to dissipate tears
While ancient cities are destroyed,
These are the worst times to live in
Really hard to escape from this space,
In a small Welsh town where dreams drift
I sip coffee thoughts running wild,
Moments blur, yet stay wide awake
Beyond the chaos of the world,
Smoke rings exhale from my lips
Circling the ceiling like they own the night,
Though ridiculing life's revolving pages
Kings and Princes, parasitical entities,
I think thoughts of friendship
My father a goliath of a man,
As time slips rapidly away
On currents of times depression,
I try to catch slivers of reason
Sparks to release infectious cheer.
Conditions of trust and understanding
Words of comfort and rationality,
Resisting rhythms of cruelty
From Congo, Sudan to Gaza,
Where life is very lost and broken
Understand their predicament,
They remain very deep inside
Piercing my heart over and over,
Exhale balms to take away the pain
Release poetry to salve conscience,
And in the end, love will save us
When it all comes tumbling down,
Allows compassions light to shine
Igniting the flame of cameraderie
Quelling the pain with unity.
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