A poem on peace from Carol.
Detente we don’t need suffusing the atmosphere with hot air
More stalwart troops advancing on tiny villages with tiny children
Mothers grabbing tightly at their sons and daughters hoping
I’ve given my husband and now you egregiously seek my lair
Soldiers with hollow eyes from a government that limitedly seeks
Power over amassing product and shares on the stock market
More concerned with our women’s thigh size than the hollowed eyes
Of children whose souls burned by violence gripping, trapping beaks
World peace is only an option for the sincere hearts that are fair
Who practice peace within their very hearts every single day totally
Kindnesses given spontaneously and arising from the heart’s depths
Focusing on our fellow world citizens without regard for station or care
Giving ourselves completely as God replenishes our love in lows and peaks
Straining , chafing against the…
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