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May 2016
Looks from others: we are but mirrors of one another,
A true sister and brother: A probable Holy Father and Mother
From Holy Ghost to Holy Host, All Human Beings chosen for starters,
Living our lives of sorrow, others looks weight us down, regardless:

May heaven come knock at our doors tomorrow,
Instead of when our time has come, after much pain and sorrow.
Love found, always found, great relief!
False Love, always false hope, no greater thief!

Yet No Laws No Blockades!
No arrest, No shame!
A Heaven waiting? What is this madness: A Question of timing?
For most abuse cases, all evil met with silence.

Heaven sings, despite much violence,
Innocents Dying, yet Tolerance?
An interminable cycle, yet you find benevolence.
Truth, your only blessing; residing in self residence

Tears shed, from old to youth,
Hearts have to bleed before the World can enter truth.
Dyrr Keusseyan
Written by
Dyrr Keusseyan  Ottawa, Canada
(Ottawa, Canada)   
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