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It was
…as fate might suggest…
An hidden tally,
A brutal test
A cascade …in a mad dash…
Of random emotions
An avalanche of despair…
A pairing of anguish
…and a desperate cry
For warmth, of calm healing relief
Which wasn’t really there…
…with so few there to share our grief
For all intents and purposes
Left to nurse our wounds
And bury our loved ones,
Largely alone…
Further on, down the same path
The foul mood of depression
…and unbearable oppression
For no apparent gain…
Then came the hatred, the interference,
The punishment, the beatings…
Berating, cheating…
…an effervescence
Raising the temperature
Of its wrath…
A silent auction
…between mimes…
Captured by the tears
Of emotions roaring tides
Changing moods…
As, in the changing seasons…
Autumn comes
…and with it
A descending sadness…
Falls …with the dying leaves…
Creating …massive graveyards…
Of collective pain
Yet,
All too soon,
They’re be returning…
Back to the earth,
Turning…
Just in time
…for the calling…
Of spring…
Steady …pouring…
Of the quiet blessing rains…
Allowing, all of nature,
To return to life,
Let love… flourish…
And let, all…
Raise their young, again
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