Wishing days away,
on a mountain I watch the sun give birth to the day.
Colourful birds fly,
decorating the rich amber and red marbled sky.
Spiralling joy crumbles,
hope is lost, whilst humanity takes it's tumble.
Hearts plead for this to end,
to stop it, on our selflessness we need to depend.
No matter what our race,
Join hands, we can make the world a better place.
In our heart of hearts,
We need to believe hope is the first place to start.
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Justice, that word, Seen so rare. Hard to find, Hard to care. Under used, Over needed. By the time it's here, We've begged and pleaded.
Come join in this natural dance we seek. Where the air is crisp and evil is weak. Come sing this morning rendition together. Where our harmony has power over mother natures weather.
Unbroken chains, unheard voices, scars that bleed deep with in our selfs, solitary souls searching for peace among the chaos.
One day, There will be no labels. There will be no prejudices. We will celebrate our differences. We will trample down the supposed dividing lines. We will see the souls rather than the skin.
#opussweeklychallenge. Dear Future. I hope that this letter. Wasn't written in vain. I hope it isn't lost. In the ash and the rain. I hope that the thunder. And the lightening desists.
Standing shoulder to shoulder, to support a common cause. Missed the point or hurt by history, Not the time to pause. What's the aim to stand alone, What do you think you'll gain.
We all have the capacity to love, Yet there's a propensity to hate. Search for peace's white dove, It is never too late. Don't forget your tradition, But don't be ruled by the past.
Can't originality be accepted. Can't segregation be rejected. Can't oppression be deflected. Can't our causes be directed. Can't this hate remain subjected. Can't a cure just be injected.
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