Like a glacial landslide
Inexorable, inevitable,
One mere inch at a time
The panic grows
Humanity waits alone
At the bottom of the hill,
Daring the drifts to stop
As progress slows.
The cries are anguished,
Circumstances advance
Like a cancer on the skin,
Yet everybody knows.
Keep the tides at bay
Hold the line, tote that bale
Slam shut the heavy doors
While despair feeds the crows.
Nightmare?
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It didn’t start out that way, but it got pretty dark. Politics are making me crazy.
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That last part is amazingly powerful lady. Well done you xxxxx
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Thank you so much!
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I really love those lines x
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You need to lose yourself in a good book and a nice glass of red wine. Have a good weekend missy.
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Good advice! Hope your weekend is a good one!
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