A Moonless Night

Hot wind blows the smell

Destruction, Devistation

My neighbors sleep

Yet, so many weep

Fire on the wind

Virus in the air

So many in Dispair

No one stops to ask….

Why?

I have sight

How are you blind?

So many assume they know

the answers without ever thinking of

Asking the right questions

Why?

Where is the pain?

Tell me where it hurts?

How can I help?

What can I do?

Or even just…

I’m sorry.

I love you.

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