Aching old scars

Aching old scars
A happy remorse song we sing
A jovial anger melody we all dance
Unhappy density and decorated apathy
The smarting sore of the past,
Sits with the pain until it passes,
And will be calmer for the next one
Sins of decades casting long shadows,
Health dialogue phantom all

Intransigence rekindles old wounds
Calmly breeding perpetual conflict
Without pain, without sacrifice,
We would have nothing

Nevertheless
Let us able to table for DIALOGUE
Lest the table able to host us,
Together as one
Let go of the past,
Feast and celebrate Great things
Great things that,
Never came from comfort zones.

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