In every world lies a possibility...
Some just cannot seem to see.
The Earth becomes broken, with all the crying souls.
One cannot help but see.
Others, grew to know the feeling, and suddenly ignored it.
Wishing to no more feel the burden...
One cannot help but feel.
And all who hear the cry's...why can't the help?
Take her hand, and help her see, light to a new day..
Don't let her fall...
Don't let her shed another tear,
for those who choose not to hear.
Help her to see, the possibility
That there may be someone, who can hear passed the silence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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we all should be inspired by these words of yours, to hear past the silence. Thank you for the reminder!