The family house is filled with rancor
Uncertainties abound about its future
Will it collapse or stand?
In these difficult times when brothers and sisters
Disown one another callously
The question of the day demands a timely fresh answer
Yet the force of old practices blurs one’s vision
Placed on the precipice
In history’s fatal position
As if the work of a reckless driver
Can we avert a calamitous descent
Or can we be inspired to pull ourselves
Out of such a predicament
And move forward hand in hand
To secure a common destiny
In the full splendor
Of mature understanding and freedom
Prosperity and unshakeable strength?
3/26/2019
Y.G.
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