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Elegy for a Loss of Innocence.

By Tadzio Bervoets

In The Heart of the evening
A shadow stretches
An elegy of Whispers
The World’s Mournful Breath

Where Innocence once vibrant
Now lies in trenches
As the sun set’s solemn
On fields of death

Politics, a tether
of broken Promises
With voices lost in cacophony
As truth fades

Where ideals once golden
Now lay rusted and cold
And a dream of a just society
Quietly degrades

Innocent hearts
Once pure and bright
Now lay dimmed by grief
For what we must bear

In the ruthless march
Of power’s might

Sweet St. Maarten
Our haven of peace
Now hears cries
Of lives undone

Where laughter once echoed
Now no release
From the shadows cast
By the setting sun

Once we danced in meadows
Of hope and grace
But now we wonder
In the ruins of despair

Searching for a glimpse
Of a kinder place
But finding only shadows
Lingering there

Oh, the loss of innocence
Our mourning toll
As the rhetoric of division
Takes its place

And in the Chambers
Where compassion’s bell should toll
We see only the fading
Of Humanity’s face

Yet in this land of sorrow
Where silence speaks
We must remember
What we have lost

And strive to mend our wounds
The tears in our souls
For amidst despair
Hope must be embossed

With Unity and Love
Let’s rebuild what’s torn
For although our innocence was taken
We must persist

To kindle a light
Where darkness is born
And ensure our human grace
Will always exist

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