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@BlueBay 
I love your writing, the insight, the understanding and the empathy - I was really moved by your poem to your Dad. Keep on keeping on writing.
I also find writing about outside life - the way I see and experience the world, about wildlife, the world's struggle, war, feminism, refugees, politics - outward looking things, the things I am passionate about, helps too... Here's one from a few years ago.
The World She is Weeping Me (c) Moongal 2014
The World,
She is weeping, me.
Her Elephant’s blood
Mine, pooled in
A quagmire of
Greed.
Lost. Another one.
All of them.
From Cape to Horn of
That Mighty land
Africa.
Gone. Forever.
Soon. None.
The World,
She is weeping, me.
Her children, small
Mine, enveloped in
The hatred of
Religion.
Lost. Another One.
All of them.
From Sea to Galilee
Of that mighty basin.
Cradle of Humankind.
Grave of Human kindness.
Here to stay,
Soon, forever
Fighting.
The World,
She is weeping, me.
Her ocean swell,
Mine.
A watery desert of
Bio-absence.
Lost. Another one.
All of them.
Across Earth’s
Face.
Gone. Forever.
Soon. None.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As talks of peace crumble to
acrimonious dust.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As talks of trade in horn
gather momentum.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As death-cults gathers armies
To annihilate the 'other'.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As the West fights amongst
themselves and punishes the poor.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As the East carves the ivory
Into bling and phone-covers.
The World,
She is weeping, me
As her Bears languish
In cages and pits for bile and fun.
Me, I am weeping for her.
It’s come to this.
It always does.
Yet I rise
Each day
With hope
For her sake.
The World,
she needs us,
Every one.
(c) Moongal. 2014
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Image: Picasso (c)
