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Quietly I sit... around me minds are blinded unknown people starving to their death others murdered in their sleep everywhere hearts are turning cold. Thoughts of doubt begin emerging and slowly start to grow. Fear becomes the norm; Anger becomes the everyday.
Softly I sigh... Buildings topple to the ground hatred begins to build times of conflict are remembered; thoughts of war are renewed. Those with weapons are empowered; Those without live in fear.
War engulfs our every thought chaos reaches out ...comfort is it's guise Lost in a strange and unfamiliar world are those that left their faith behind. Vengeance is their motto now.
I raise my head and find souls around me crumbling. Godlessness is reigning now; The beast is gaining power. In my heart I pray for all... Silently, I cry.
Copyright 2002 Laura Miske |
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