I’m just a feeble voice
in wilderness and
am thankful that I have;
I decide to raise it,
However feeble it may be,
Maybe it will be
lost in the din, but
If every feeble voice
takes courage and
raises it,
Soon the cowards will
take notice and run,
Hope that day will come soon,
When the feeble voices
of the world,
Will rise up in unison,
For peace and justice,
For all.
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Author: pranabaxom
Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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