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Circle of life in world of death
as fruit of tree links food chain.
Survival served by stewardship,
sustainability, not envy or greed.
But blood be shed in streets if
village values turn upside-down.
Milked by politics, compromised,
church not shocked to repentance.
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Melissa hosts dVerse poetics with ekphrastic poetry inspired by art of Marc Chagall. My poem based on his oil painting, “I and the Village”, 1911.
a poem in my pocket 
May 25, 2026 @ 12:17:31
Your words dig deep into where we have fallen short, Lynn. An atom blast of truth in these lines:
Milked by politics, compromised,
church not shocked to repentance.
May 27, 2026 @ 17:53:01
You recognize it, Dora. Repentance begins with the Holy Spirit moving in the hearts of his children.
May 20, 2026 @ 19:21:06
Indeed a precarious duality we seem to perpetually find ourselves in. Nice style and well crafted 🩷
May 20, 2026 @ 19:39:36
Thank you for your comment 🙂
May 20, 2026 @ 13:59:32
Blood shed seems to be all that is left.
May 20, 2026 @ 14:15:17
Humanity left to their own devices…only God can save us.
May 20, 2026 @ 13:30:09
Nice one, Lynn, all of life’s quirks
Thanks for dropping by my blog
much love