There are words without
meaning.
Legible gibberish.
Pictographs of alphabets
that rattle the mind and deplete the spirit.
Sabres to clash to invoke shame
or to lead to still waters.
Until the ends meet
and a child is not denied a tomorrow.
I will lay in the wreakage
of the house I built.
War Or Peace
The outcome is topical as we balance on yet another edge between nation-states of war or peace. Like this. Adorably well spoken! ~Lady A~
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You read me so well. thank
You read me so well. thank you.