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broken

by atoosa-kourosh

I am broken                heart and will the world is broken                festering and ill its systems broken                 pillage and kill careening out of control                 or standing still from every side the scream                answers mine, loud and shrill I choke on tears that stream                trying to swallow each bitter pill
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Apr 5, 2017
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when prayers can't even comfort.....when my heart reaches out to children I cannot save.....poetry and prayer.....offerings from my soul....please God help them!

"The world is in great turmoil, and the minds of its people are in a state of utter confusion. We entreat the Almighty that He may graciously illuminate them with the glory of His Justice, and enable them to discover that which will be profitable unto them at all times and under all conditions. He, verily is the All-Possessing, the Most High."     Baha'u'llah  (Baha'i Sacred Writings)

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#helpless#broken#prayer#scream#suffering#connection#chaos#syria#oneworld#npmimportant
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