Yesterday, the sun forgot to shine on Paris
The clouds held rain from Ethiopia
Japan was shaken to its roots
Nigeria remains in denial
And Lebanon cannot sleep
It seems the nights are no longer lit by the stars
Even the moon seems to have fallen asleep
The days are filled with screams of disbelief
At the infinite cruelty of the heart of man
The earth is spinning on itself and rolling over
Like a gambler’s dice carefully tossed
To determine the next nation, the next war,
It’s a game of chance
The prince of this world ravages on
Roaring, seeking whom he may devour
Leaving a trail of broken bones
Stirring up in the hearts of men
The power to hate and propagate evil
We’re tempted to believe the illusion that
Darkness is winning
And God is asleep,
Oblivious to our pain
Like a woman in labour,
Earth groans with many tears
What then is our hope?
In whom do we place our trust?
Size Forty One 
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Nice poem. Sensitive enough to touch on many of the distressed parts of the world.
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Thank you Luke
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Ode to Friday the 13th #BlackFriday #PrayForTheWorld
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Good work as always. In God we trust…good times, bad times alike.
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Always! Thank you Tosin
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Beautiful.
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Thank you.
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Wow! Wonderful piece. God bless you.
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Amen! Thank you!
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WOW I LIKE IT IT GUD ONE EYY
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