Love Poem: There's a New World Coming
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Written by: Millard Lowe

There's a New World Coming

There’s A New World Coming

I shall not allow the grip of grief to defeat me;
I shall accept her graciously—persevering, 
bearing this child of love; and diversity
shall not split me from who and whose I am.   Me.
Nor shall it cause me to scorn who and whose you are.  

Adversity shall be as an egg shell
to the soles of my feet; and a wiping mat
there for; cleaner thereof.

The vast infinite universe is one in all its parts;
so are the mortal bodies of people-hood;
and we are the world; and the world us.

The flame of a new world beginning has been lit.
Over the horizon dawns love’s peace.
The hands of the clock of deliverance move forward.
There’s a new world coming.