Justice is sweet until served, then it's bitter.
For those who weep for the day hope was living.
The cold dream remains like a tormenting whisper.
Everywhere silence shouts hope is dead.
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What a great poem. Profound, and good writing. Enjoyed it very much. Glad you've shared it, thanks.