Poetry
Equal Worlds Kali Daniel
You wonder what it could all be for. The trials and tests we face; We find ourselves in constant war. When the cold rains continually pour We seemingly lose our place— You wonder what it could all be for. Our trials become more and more As we carry on in our ways. We find ourselves in constant war. It’s distant, like the wealthy’s poor Or a wild animal’s grace. You wonder what it could all be for. You cannot fathom the outcome nor Comprehend another’s specific case. We find ourselves in constant war. In each of us, a mighty lion’s roar Emanates through the violent haze. You wonder what it could all be for. We find ourselves in constant war.
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