Four letters that are formed from the ashes of
Horror, Oppression, Persecution, Enslavement
One word, spoken with tender persuasion, heard
Above the cacophony of maimed, desperate voices
Envisioned by those few holding their souls open
In a World where omnipresent fear’s breeding closed minds.
Lisa x
The clouds will clear soon. Hopefully for everyone!
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Iβm actually cloud free at the moment but I spent 10 mins in Twitter and this poem was the result ππ
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I avoid twitter totally, and have culled my FB friends to 31, and comment very infrequently!
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Very wise indeed Peter π x
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These four letters are the magical letters and when in harmony and rhythm are very powerful…Thanks for sharing this beautiful piece
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Couldnβt agree more! Thank you π x
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Hope conquers all. Good work, Lisa!
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Indeed it does Tom π xx
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Last year I asked friends and family if I should activate my twitter account. The vote was unanimous: NO!
I love the poem you wrote, but if hope is all we have we are pretty much screwed.
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I think they were right π
Oh I donβt know, hope is a pretty powerful thing π x
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Beautifully written. I loved it π – Mentje
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Very kind, thank you :O) x
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