Afar
How many times
will the storm clouds
threaten the good
and decent people
throughout the world?
All the while,
the wicked seem
to flourish, and mock
those morally sound.
Only God can see
beyond tomorrow.
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I feel this poem so much. It is good to be reading your work again.