Light of hope
Light of hope
Light of hope
Fear is suppressed in the face of corruption.
Hunger twists the arm
to the blind before the regime.
Blood stains
in the arid soil.
Cain returns with his brutally sharp weapon.
We are in the hands of God.
A people resisted the indignation.
It goes out to the street by millions.
Mothers with their children in their arms.
she walks without fear.
They also carry pictures
Of children sown in holy ground.
The tangle of network cables is heated
and the silhouettes in the shadows disconnect them.
Hope grows
Finally the light is visible at the end of the tunnel.
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Original por @corderosiete
01/29/2019
01/29/2019
Powerful poetry friend.
I most definitely love this part;
The tangle of network cables is heated
and the silhouettes in the shadows disconnect them.
We are truly in the hands of God
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Good day friend. Yes thanks. You know what it feels like to not be connected by exogenous variables. In my case by Cain. (Murderer of his brother)
Oh yes so true
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