Somewhere in the world
a certain curtain closes
another nervous nose
peaks through the gabardine gap
Somewhere in the world
a loser’s lamp is lit
a dim-cast shadow dances as
it plays upon the blinds
Somewhere in the world
a cracked twig thunders
awaking the sleep-starved
dissecting precious peace
Somewhere in the world
a satyr has just opened
a jar of baby giggles
in the Monday morning mist
Somewhere in the world
resilience earns its recognition
a cacophony of pennies fall
ripping through the veil of lies
Nowhere in the world
can malice hide its warped veneer
while justice fuels the lungs and veins
of those who search for fairness, here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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who search for fairness. I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.