Sunday, March 3, 2019

A Poem, "Empty Souls"


who is wrong,
who is right?
who is to tell,
who is to find?

who is devil,
who is divine?
How to judge,
How to define?

How do I adjoin
to become whole ?
when  all I  see  is,
smoky faces, "empty souls".

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