Naykd Poet
Will the Rain Ever Stop?
Like the rain that falls from the sky
Tears stream from my eyes
For the pain that runs so deep
I dream of it even in my sleep
It is pain for the world that suffers
Under the tyranny of others
For the brutality that prevails
From bullets that fall like hail
When will this insidiousness stop?
Whose wisdom will unveil the plot?
To bring humanity back to its senses
To take love and peace beyond consensus
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