Hope
Swirling dust through a maze
Of people trudging slowly
On foot
Heavy loads on their back
Weighing – and weighing
Down; down upon their
Solemn souls
The sky – Blue; so Blue
A silent reflection of those
Beneath it. Perils of war
In their
(Hearts)
Past; molding the future –
Slowly; so slowly
These heavy souls move
Closer – to the green pastures
Smiles and laughter.
Their hope is strong.
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