“tuppence worth”, a poem

how wretched is the world
how horrible people are
why would we want to live here any more …
why would we want to exist at all

are there no words, thoughts, actions or deeds
that will make a difference

is it greater than one person
to solve such anxiousness
to instil ideas of … dare I say it
peace, justice, fairness,

they feel like flimsy words that once meant considerably more

imagine our universe full of

love & compassion
care & understanding

be silent
listen now

listen to your landscape
and you will find your voice

the message is simple

it all starts here
at home

“tuppence worth”, a poem, gemma black


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