The Fall

by Ziad Dib Jreige   Jan 15, 2022

The Fall

What's known stands alone,
The new has the attention,
Deep weeping unheard.

What's passed is wounded,
The future is the healer,
Bushfire unseen.

The dead is famous,
The living is left to die,
Agony unfelt.

The righteous is scorned,
All goods go to the liar,
Corruption prevails.

© Ziad Dib Jreige #Haiku


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