There Are Times/ When All The Beauty Of This World
THERE ARE TIMES/ WHEN ALL THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD
There are times
When all the Beauty of this world
Is not.
When fear and darkness are all
When inside anxiety reigns
And nothing can help
Against the fear.
There are times
When it seems
Nothing good will ever come again
And in these times
Poetry too seems like empty words
Whose very sound means only
Nothing and more nothing.
There are times
When even a poem
Cannot help.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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