"WE ALL ARE A LITTLE BROKEN.
&; THAT'S OKAY."
P is for people: We the people
We the people of the world:
Why brickbats and evils, at us are hurled?
Not yet forgotten legacy of gory past,
Pricks yet, with a penchant to forever last.
Merciless killings happen, and none is spared,
Religious bigotry is aggressively declared.
Threats, fears and intimidations do suck,
The resilient beings have even lost pluck.
Terrorists butcher people at will,
Misguided taste the bitter pill.
Power and lucre have snaked into life process,
Most feel as if living under duress.
Double speak and lies consume vitality,
World is being denuded of plurality.
Let’s spread the magic of life force,
Awaken sane voices derailed in mid-course.
Flower thoughts alongside life thoughts.
These orange blooms are my home production. Looking good around railing, space outside our boundary wall.
Another shot. They are growing in a long row along the railing.
Iris flower plants waiting to have blooms.
Friends,welcome here as always!
Wednesday around the world