Friday, August 22, 2008



Weapons, Guns,
Death and destruction,
All are methods employed,
To create our worldly construction.

The explosion of earth,
The rain of pain,
Is always to be justified,
As if it was sane.

Anger and fear,
For lack of control,
There is a better way,
To see our lives in full.

Love and acceptance,
Is true to our form,
Kindness and Courage,
Should be our new norm.

A norm you see,
That embraces the weak,
A loving response,
To raise up the meek.

Seek not to run down,
The tired and poor,
Decide instead,
To stand like the shore.

Stand your ground,
Against the fearful waves,
Open your love,
As that is what your soul craves.

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