The reality is obscured;
Amid the sunset of deceptions
And the dawn of truths-
Misconceived and misconstrued
Thunder, whisper-weary
Under the rainbow of redemption,
Around and round in merry-
-Go-rhythms, the cyclones
Of perseverance and endurance;
Are the bursts of patience
In the stormy rage of
Displacement and resistance.
-J.Bibi
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