There is damage that has been done; there is repair that must be done.

A cripple in the street

A blind man in the corner

Hospitals loaded with the sick

Morgues full of preserved bodies

A body without its head

A plane in the air, but no pilot

Wrists slit, the blood gushing

Neck dangling from a hangman’s noose

A mother wailing

A father crying

A daughter weeping for her parents

A groom mourning his most recent bride

A disease spreading

A darkness growing

A vast expanse of barren land

Pungent heralds of a dying world

A drop of sunshine

A ray of light

A breeze with moisture

A blade of grass pushing through the sun-baked earth

A note of music

A spray of rain

A splash of color

Youth coming into a rugged age

A smile on a face

The laughter of a child

A rainbow; a silver lining

A trumpet answering a distress call

A mother conceiving

Daddy coming back home

A helping hand

A pleading message: Heal me.

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  • lene21 on Jun 5, 2012

    Emotional words and great pics that follow! I enjoyed reading this, well done and thanks for sharing.

  • Chris Bailie on Jun 5, 2012

    Very well portrayed and thank you very much for sharing, a very good article, a very well done.

  • stevetheblogger on Jun 5, 2012

    Thank you so much for sharing this I really enjoyed and could sense your emotion. Look forward to your next
    Best Wishes

  • momofplenty on Jun 5, 2012

    absolutely beautiful

  • Aroosa Hermosa on Jun 6, 2012

    I wish too

  • Eunike on Jun 6, 2012

    Great content

  • paulc488 on Jun 7, 2012


  • girishpuri on Jun 7, 2012

    absolutely brilliant, blanka you rock

  • girishpuri on Jun 7, 2012

    blanka you rock

  • blanka on Jun 7, 2012

    Gee, thanks, Girishpuri. You rock-’er’.

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