POETRY

The Shivering, The Torment, The Darkness ..
The Hopelessness, The Bleakness, The Melancholy ..

All Negative Thoughts, Unseemly Influences ..
The Devil himself, Kept At Bay ..

All Joy was Gone, But Has Returned ..
The Dark cloud ever Present, Now Removed ..

Beauty Had Vanished, Sense Of Smell All But Disappeared ..
The sense Of Taste Paralyzed, The Touch Of Love All absent ..

Humanity was Kept A Distance, Torture Ever Present ..
All anguish Remarkable, No Sympathy Being Given ..

By The Grace Of God, All Gone ..
All have Disappeared, All Gone ..

My Brother, God allows Us To Go Through Hell ..
To Make Us More Human, Have empathy ..

To Go Through Hell, Not For Our deeds ..
But, To Make Us More Like Him ..

Ever Lasting, And Ever suffering ..
The Spirit within Us, Glory Abound ..

My Brother, The Joy Of Living ..
Is Paramount To All, Nothing Compares ..

The smell Of A Beautiful flower, The taste Of A Wonderful Fruit ..
The Sight Of A Beautiful Bird, All Passions Arising ..

The Treasure Of Every Moment, Breathing Air ..
The Glory Of Awareness, Being Alive ..

Things That Were Trivial Before, Important Now ..
Knowing The Value Of Every Moment, treasuring It All ..

My Brother ..
Put "humanity" Above All ..

Let Your "Kindness" ..
"Manifest" ..

Do Not Follow Any "Religion" ..
That "Encourages" ..

"Cruelty" ..

And, finally ..
"Embrace" ..

Every Brother And Sister ..
In ..

"Need" ..

Walk with Me, My "Brother" ..
Walk With Me ..

Shae'r
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