Mourning from or suffering with,

The dreadful time continues,

Close your eyes to look within,

A sea of anguish rising high,

Weeks and months drowned in terror,

The vicious affliction never ending,

Sleep for now if you must,

Who knows when the dawn breaks.


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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