Panglossian Poem by Uche Nwanze

Panglossian

Though the road be tough
Though the path be rough
Though the bough be weak
Though no dough for bread
I say enough of the furlough
I will plough till I get through the trough

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In the midst of the chaos, the anger, the bitterness, fear, insecurity we need that ray of hope
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