"A problem shared is a problem solved."
That was then before the world went sour.
Now people prefer to bottle up their pain till they can't endure, for fear of what others might say.
Can we bring back that old phrase?
Can we stop judging and start caring.
People rather choose the discomfort of the ropes than the tongues of their neighbors.
©Obike Maxwell-Judith
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When The Heart Opens...✔
PoetryA play of word From my world That was a rhyme From my time...
