Sonnet 1

Sonnet 1

When troubles arrive without any warning
Amidst our labors and leisure unexpected
Fail not we must to steady till morning
Our focus on that which must be protected
When darkness comes to steal at night
Those things we treasure and hold dear
Ready courage and vigilance to stand and fight
For our freedom and survival demand they appear
When evil invades determined to take
All we hold precious and dearly claim
Whisper in silence and sincerely make
To the Source of Life beyond all names
And so we must to combat our despair
Endeavor to raise our voice in prayer.

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