Peace will come
Peace will come
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Peace will come
My child, don’t you cry. War is near and life is so hard.
Tomorrow may come and a new day where the sun shall shine upon a world where
men seek healing over death. Kindness over hate. concern over greed.
My children. Your Father’s world is blood red with with hate and separation.
I pray to the sea, the great lakes and the land.
Please teach this world.
Every child is part of this world.
Every life had value.
Gun and bombs are not tools of peace.
My child, please forgive me. Like my father. I allowed the world to become bloody with hate.
A worthless life is allowing this world to fall to chaos. Today I sing to you.
Sweet peace, kind peace.
Where are you?
If we don’t seek peaceful solution and we leave the child with nothing.
What have we done my friend?
John Castellenas/Coyote
This resonates so much with me. Where one looks around at our broken world and wonder “Why are we doing this to ourselves” and recognizing we each have value. Peace can come one person at a time and I, for one, hope that it comes to this world.
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Me too my friend. For the sake of my children and all children. I pray we stop the madness.
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Reblogged this on Kri's Kurious Korner and commented:
A Poem that makes one think. A cry for peace amid the broken hearts of a desperate heart.
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Need a billion people to cry for peace. Maybe our leaders would listen. Thank you for the reblogged.
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Yes johncoyote .. I thought of Melanie’s song when I read your poem in my Gmail, before seeing that you included it in your post. . Good work & true words old friend ~ Aloha from the Island
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Melanie is wonderful. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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