Poetry: A New Year’s Rising

the ball drops, the bell tolls
the crowd cheers, the tanks roll

the world spins, the earth burns
the rain falls, the tides turn

the sun drops, the fog lies
the peace halts, the war cries

the cheers break, the shots ring:
a dark new year is rising

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