The Fall Of Soft Power Poem by Mohammad Yousef

By Mohammad A.Yousef

Once, the world spun gently,
where kindness wore a crown,
and words danced like leaves
in a warm autumn breeze.

Colorful flags fluttered,
stories shared over fences,
music floated through open windows,
laughter stitched hearts together.

We painted dreams in bold strokes,
a canvas of hope and connection,
where culture was a bridge,
and trust, a sturdy foundation.

But whispers turned to shouts,
the sweet songs twisted,
as power shifted like shadows,
fading into the night.

Where once we sang of unity,
the notes grew sharp and jagged,
the harmony lost in the chaos,
each voice searching for its own.

The art of persuasion fell silent,
as walls rose high and thick,
while screens glowed cold and blue,
casting shadows on the warm.

What happened to the smiles?
The hands once held tight
now pull back, afraid to touch,
distrust wrapping around us like fog.

Soft power, once a gentle breeze,
now feels like a distant memory,
a fragile bird trapped in a cage,
its wings clipped by fear and hate.

But still, beneath the weight of silence,
a flicker of hope remains,
small voices rising in the dark,
seeking to break the chains, to sing again.

We must remember the power of a smile,
the strength in a shared story,
the beauty of seeing each other,
not as rivals, but as kin.

Let us find that soft power again,
like sunlight breaking through,
softening the hard edges of our world,
together, weaving a new tale.

For in the fall of soft power,
lies the seed of renewal,
waiting to bloom in the cracks,
where love can grow and thrive once more.