As a child I always knew the sun breaking through the cloud was God.
Sometimes it feels
Like violence
Begets
Violence
Begets
Violence
Begets
Hurricanes
Begets
Earthquakes.
I pray
For a different outcome,
That ray of sun
Through a dark cloud.
I always knew
It was God
Shining through,
Though others
Told me
It couldn’t
Possibly be.
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