Had the world always been so
Crimson,
Blood-soaked,
Drowning in the entity
That gave it life?
Withering silently,
Strangled slowly,
From the horrors
Of deaths too soon.
Not yet, please not yet,
It was not her time, not his,
Not for the child who did not know
Hatred,
But oh hatred
Kills
Through the bodies that bear it,
Fermenting slowly
Until it explodes,
Taking away lives
Too soon.
And we are left to wonder
Why?
It is the ones left–
Stranded on mortal land
That suffer the longest.
Nights of crumpled tissue, stinging eyes,
Salty warm rivers that
Carve ridges along their face,
Expressionless, walking zombies,
Sorrow etched in pained hearts–
It will not go away,
Not until I leave this Earth, they say
But perhaps
A piece of them died too that day.
These horrors around us
Are not isolated
To the victims.
They do not just affect the dead,
Or the family of dead,
Or the country of the dead.
Each shooting, battle, war
Is a testament of humanity.
A life lost that we could have
Known,
Someone who could have
Bettered this world,
In ways that will never be
Shown.
Peace is not a dream,
It is not an option,
Not a treaty,
Not a solution
Printed, sealed, passed
On sheets of paper
Among men in suits, shining armor.
Peace exists, regardless
Of whether we listen to it
Or not.
It invades our souls,
Makes us question death,
Fear blood,
Write,
Read,
Feel,
Until finally
We can say
Enough. This is all.
This is not war for a cause. This is massacre.
Before then,
Peace will campaign, Peace will protest,
Peace will linger in speeches of presidents,
In the words of poets
In the eyes of every man, woman, child
Who knows what it means
To be alive.
Peace is here, in all of us,
And always will be.
We just have to find it again.
This is my contribution to the Poets for Peace movement, hosted by Forgotten Meadows and initiated by The Poetry Channel. I think the collaboration is a brilliant idea, and have enjoyed reading the many poems sent in. With all the bloodshed and violence that has been occurring around the world, it is important to do what we can to advocate for peace. If you have any thoughts regarding the violence, this collaboration, etc., feel free to comment. And if you’re into poetry, or want to take a dab at it, consider adding a piece! I would love to read what you write. 🙂
“Peace is not a dream,
It is not an option,
Not a treaty,
Not a solution
Printed, sealed, passed
On sheets of paper
Among men in suits, shining armor.”
I really liked this part here! It’s a spot-on description of how peace looks like, and is treated as these days. Since when did peace exist as an commodity? It’s laughable, really.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful poem, perfect for the first post 🙂
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I like your wish for peace. Here hoping for a safer world!
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Thank you Adrian!
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Beautifully written. Look forward to reading more of your work.
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Amazing post! I am loving the feel of your blog and you writing. Everything you have here just pulls your work together and really lets the reader feel what you pen down. Thanks for sharing.
I’d like if you could check my work and hopefully give me some feedback.
https://fountainofthoughtblog.wordpress.com
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Thank you so much for your kind words! I’ll definitely check out your blog 🙂
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