Lullaby

Don’t Let the despair set in.

Don’t let the fear take rein and win.

What worries you most this early morn,

A family fractured,

Children torn.

What upsets you

Like the wind in the leaves

What tosses you skyward

Then rudely flees?

Is it politics, a world run mad,

Or something more austere

Yet to be had.

Give up on sleeping.

Come talk till it’s gone.

It’s just depression

Singing the same old song.

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