I turn the page . . .

I turn the page because I need a
moment
However brief and fleeting
To believe that this world can be
different
Better
That we can join hands
and rise
above the barren landscape
its lips puckering for a single drop
of kindness
to quench its weary soul
Heroes of old
fought valiantly
But where is the valor now?
It can still be found in story
So I turn the page
and wait for the hero
to jump out of the book
and save us all from
ourselves
And yet I think it is time
for us to write a new story
and become the heroes
before it is too late

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