Blood red wounds wept for this world,
The season of hope unfurls.
Though solution claws up from knotted belly,
Bleak emptiness drains me still,
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A poignant rendition well articulated and insightfully penned with clarity of thought and mind.
Forgiveness is divine. Beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole
Glad you liked it Kingsley.