Existing within the same minutes of an hour
Peace has virtues that hatred is ready to devour.
Hovering within sight is a foreboding cloud…
With dissension, there is blast inside a crowd.
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WOW you make my new poem 'Blind' look like a kindergarden wrote it WOW JoAnn
Love, with love from David, loved the poem. Love, with love from David
A very difficult question to answer. You have very expertly presented the questions. The solution - not one but many - hope and time to begin with.