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Eschelarkey

How can I fix the world, when I cannot fix myself
Like shards of a broken potters vase stranded on a shelf
Broken
That's what is in our minds and hearts
Unspoken
When will be gather the broken parts
Looking at one another via telescopes as if we are distant spheres
Yet truly we only at arm's length separated by our fears
Alone
Because there's safety from the sun
Without a home
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Monday, December 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: faith,politics
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Eschelarkey - the malarkey in the belief of their hierarchical escalations determine our fate.
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