Philip Lore - Its Getting Brighter

My heart is at rest within my breast,
Everything still from East to West.
Killing and war, I put in a secret place,
Pride deep in my heart, a smile on my face.

A better man with happy days,
Family man again, with gentle ways.
Self-transition back to the human race,
No more miserable days in the hostile place.

A place where all will be quiet and still,
Content to be home, misery nil.
All that old misery locked away tight,
My best years ahead, for the rest of my life.

Philip Lore

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