A very short and basic poem born of thoughts about… well, pretty much *everything* going on in the world around us.

daytime yet
no sun be seen
thick clouds hang
in skies above
both light and love
not different much 
from states of life
in countries now 
awash in strife
the insane cry
for all that is
is but a lie
Image by mobius-w from Pixabay

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