This is a time of tumult all over the world. 

Wild Winds Blowing

There are wild winds blowing up rain and fire

People crying and dying and killing and sighing

Oh, my soul is aching to leave this body-- dying

And I come and write these words because I'm trying

To tell the world to stop all this hating and dividing

But I am weak and worn and losing my desire

As the wind and the rain has overcome my fire. 

Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-09-05 at 20:16

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Yes Kathy, this world is getting worse every
day. I feel as you do. So sick of it. Good write.

Honest and well-crafted.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderfully said!

Seven lines of heartbreaking angst. May we all blow gently on the embers of our world and yours.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Kathy, the world is heading back to what should be in the passt! The reepeting of historey, leesons not luent - yet again!

Oh Kathy this is such an honest and heartbreaking piece.
I feel your frustration and agony xox