Sane Poem by Hanan Muzafar
Sane
In a world of chaos,
being sane is rare,
Today's days are like,
the days of Noah's Ark,
clamour and denial:
To awaken is hard.
What to do, when all in lie;
while you know, I know,
The signs in heaven and books,
Say:
It will end in silence,
wait and watch,
This too shall pass,
In cry and along:
Till it's new dawn.
Saturday, May 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: books
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