Wednesday, June 3, 2020

poem of the day June 2


A perfect world
round and flat
full of every other's 
this or that
has now been buried 
in hateful divide 
love covered by rising tide
Where All souls drift fearful 
somewhere on a violent sea
in an ocean teetering democracy 
When searching deep for answers and clues
don't forget the mirror is you

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