Sunset (A poem)

Sunset.

 

How humanity does change—
Sunrise to sunset.

What beauty sunrise is….
Where people wake from slumber,
Where hope is reborn.

What pity sunset is,
People find themselves again—
Each in his separate prison.
Prisons of insecurity
Prisons of greed,
Prisons of jealousy.

How humanity does change.

 

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