What a world in chaos! Deep mistrust
Edges many dreams with dust
Dead certs wobble, disappear;
Don't we wonder why we’re here?
And yet, a flame of hope survives
Albeit now with saddened eyes;
'Cos however black things seem to be
A bright new sunrise there will be!
Though wheels of fortune rise and fall
And life on earth is a tough call
We get to climb back up life’s rope
As in Pandora’s box lies hope …
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
Note: written for a local competition ...
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