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Nov 2020
Are we walking this life blindly
A plan with no direction
thoughts absent minded
Is there a purpose to all this
Questions denying answers
answered refusing questioning
At times we feel mindless

I'm losing faith
Tears prayerless
Our prayer faithless
We choking on oxygen
Our voices voiceless
Gasping to breathe
Our breath breathless

The hate in this world
It's overwhelming and tasteless
These culprits faceless
masters of masquerade
unmentionable and nameless.

Caskets of war a profit made shameless
Their blood money heartless
Rivers of saddened tears
To them wasted and fated
compared to riches, weightless

It's unfortunate
This the worlds bases
morals laces with shamelessness
2020 we still dealing with racists
Its like hate's contagious
we can combat it with love
Though even it seems hopeless

Put up our hands
we have to be courageous
inside ourselves we have greatness
together we not shapeless
If we march as one
this world can be painless

As I ink this lie
I realize the problem is imbedded in the ages
No one is rowing this boat
Navigation aimless
So we find faith somewhere
The light shines within us
Continue this unknown with grace
Movement Gracious.
Thoughts of a poet
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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