The world is still turning
The seasons come and go.
My heart is still beating;
Life has its ebb and flow.
The blossoms still open;
The birds still laugh and sing.
My heart can be broken,
But then it sings again.
The children are smiling,
And many others cry.
Some have empty stomachs,
Some hear sweet lullabies.
If you’ve been given good gifts,
Please share them with the world,
And one day love will conquer
All the tragedy unfurled.
clarakatalin 
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