Listen Hear!The world's still spinning round
spinning slowly, winding down
coming to it's end.
Listen to the winds of war
in your paper at your door.
We expect to win.
Oh love, peace, and happiness
why oh why
can't there be
a little more of this?
Love
Peace
and Happiness
Why?
Why?
Can't there be more of this?
2 comments:
I wish there were. Good poem
The lines of dialoge hidden behind single words in this reflection are deep and touching. What a beautiful boy you were--sitting in your mother's lap. The family that once was.
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