By Dan Bickert
In these onerous times
One can easily be rot with grievances
But, take heart in imminent manifestations of divine intentions
Do not allow yourself to be consumed by bereavements
Faint feelings of disheartenment
In these exacting days can come to engross
Through a world of haunted souls we traipse
Only heaven is free of them
One must endure and struggle
To harness one's sanguineness
While tame men grieve
What has become of us and our reverie?
What is left behind of the pursuit of our aspirations?
What is to come?
And, what shall become of us all?
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