The world keeps turning, fast, uncertain, loud, With headlines hanging heavy like a cloud. Voices rise, then fade into the night, Each one convinced that they alone are right. Screens keep glowing with another fight, Another wrong, another claim of right, Yet somewhere far from all the noise we see, A quiet heart still beats for harmony. A child still laughs, a stranger still is kind, A fleeting moment eases someones mind, And in between the chaos and the fear, Theres still a trace of something real, still here. Maybe the world is not as lost as it seems, Maybe its stitched together by fragile dreams, And maybe, just beneath the breaking news, Theres hope, still waiting for us to choose.
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Hope in the midst of chaos (modern world / current events)
Published Apr 4, 2026
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