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A poem for a city of souls

Requiem for Beirut
by James Coburn

I hear your cries
Beirut,
A city of souls
Longs for peace.
You were struck by bloodshed;
Several times you cast out
Slithering prey, vultures
Devouring your beauty,
But unable to digest your shine.
Your light of eternal being
Passes in waves to the shore.
You exhale to the breeze;
Wind carries away sadness.
For war, the wind cares nothing,
But brings rain
To vanish fire burning the heart.
Wash away
And leave the earth in peace.
The wind passes freely
Amid your footsteps
As storms rage around you.
Peace is within.

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