DREAMS OF WAR AND DREAMS OF HATE Dreams of wars and dreams of hate, Flow through me at an alarming rate. Is this the calm before the storm, That will ultimately seal our fate? We’ll see! We’ll see! The eye of the hurricane is passing through, Hurry, get inside! The winds are returning for […]Read More DREAMS OF WAR AND HATE
“Go away,” I said. “I have no time to argue with you.” Two young men stood at my door. “May we come in?” one asked, Evidently expecting more. “No, I’m busy. I don’t have time to waste.” I was in the middle of writing a verse, Did I need the distraction? No, I wanted to […]Read More LET’S CHANGE THE WORLD’S VIEW
There can be no peace, Until there are no lies. There will be no love Until we try to understand each other. We can talk forever, Without saying a truth. We can talk of hope, But let hope slip away. We can laugh together, And keep war at bay. There will be no peace, Until […]Read More PEACE
I saw peace in the form of a dove descending, Peace, sent from above, being offered to all people, including me. “Who wants peace?” I asked. I was sure all would agree. “Not me,” I heard over and over again. “We don’t want peace when there’s a chance to win!” A dark cloud began to […]Read More DESCEND
Qualms about war He had no qualms about signing up. After all, wasn’t war about heroes and doing right? Many of his friends had already gone, Eager to prove themselves and show they could fight. He wanted to be a pilot, a hotshot ace, Swooping down to save his fellow soldiers, A hero from outer […]Read More QUALMS
A LAMB WITH GOLDEN FLEECE And lo, I saw a lamb with golden fleece, Asking for reason, pleading for peace. I asked my friends, “What does this mean?” No one could describe what they’d never seen. The lamb’s eyes were bleeding, swollen and raw, There must be danger in something she saw. From the mountains […]Read More A LAMB WITH GOLDEN FLEECE
If I ignore the plight of two hundred girls, Leaving them in the jungle with no hope, How can I look myself in the eye tonight? If I see thousands of children starving, Caught in the throes of war and plight, How can I sleep tonight? Their eyes accuse me, each and all, While I […]Read More HOW CAN I SLEEP TONIGHT?