The Murmur of Silence

Most might say joy, love, hope, and sleep,
However, I prefer the beauty of silence,
With its daunting tones,
And comfort it brings when I weep,
The dramatic scene fostered by the cut of sirens.

A treasure untouched and mended with time,
A bloom amidst the blood of wars,
Be it the lasting bond of unbonded worlds,
And it lingers in the air, in your thoughts---to ignite!
Ignite the human mind, the human heart, the human core!
Perhaps, one day,
Can our kind summon kindness and let it unfurl.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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