Out of focus

fly

when
we
lose
our
focus
things
become
blurred

they
become
fuzzy

edges
begin
to
fray

suddenly
peace
bleeds
into
war
and
even
when
we
squint
we
can
no
longer
see
what
is
right
in
front
of
us
as
a
species
we
have
lost
our
peaceful
focus
a
deadly
thing
to
do

This post is a collaboration šŸ˜€

Lovely photo by Paul Militaru

and powerful poem by GigiĀ 

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