Will The Ashes Ever Grow Flowers Again? Poem by Dee Gey

Will the ashes ever grow flowers again?
When war has scorched the hearts of men,
And cities crumble into dust and flame,
Will hope still dare to speak its name?

Can love take root in barren lands,
Where blood has soaked the soil and sand?
Will voices rise through smoke and rain,
To sing of peace, not cries of pain.

The soil lies cracked, the fields are bare,
Yet still we dream that hope lives there.
But dreams alone won't heal the land,
Without the touch of gentler hands.

So, ask not when - but who will start,
To lead with truth and human heart.
Ask not how - but look around:
Do we still plant roots in broken ground?

Or will such fields ever bloom… somehow?