There Was A Time

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There Was A Time

There was a time when out direction was clear.

There was a time when out purpose was dear.

There was that time when life seemed good.

 

Now is the time when all has changed.

Now is a time when nothing is clear.

Now is a time of wonder and fear.

 

When will conflict, strife be gone?

When will our life be as before?

When can we love again?

 

We search for unity and love.

We kill in the name of love.

We yearn to live in love.

 

Will we ever understand?

Will our world live on?

Will we ever learn?

 

Or disappear?

 

                  dh chisman

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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