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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
Wednesday, 9 November 2005

In a world, I lost faith in
I still search for a glimmer of hope.
Loud whispers do my mind,
our lives hangs on this hope...

In a world, I dont believe in,
we still pray, worship them, heroes,
silent followers, pained, but mum,
we sing with smiles, our own woes..

In a world, I cant see a thing,
we fight, those who are not enemies,
friends turn foes, own is no more known,
we think we earned; we lost it, peace..

In a world, I want to live in,
I cant hear my own voice, yet silence is not known,
screams of thousands who walk past,
dirty games played, our own are not our own...

In a world, I lost faith in
I still search for a glimmer of hope.
Loud whispers do my mind,
our lives hangs on this hope...

Posted by art3/manon at 6:39 AM EST
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