Our society does create grief,

Some find solace in their belief,

I however do in the write find relief,

Allowing my stress to be stolen by an outside thief…

We write what we feel,

From our experiences we write to heal,

Sometimes our writes don’t to others appeal,

Those may be the times we write most surreal…

I do my best with humor,

Though Nature was where I started,

Philosophy too may be my forte,

Either way for the most part I write for PEACE…

Sometimes though something does “get my goat”,

Upset and anxious I do become, voicing this in the write,

Maybe I should use my tongue and throat,

Voicing my displeasure as well in vote…

In this time of possible apocalypse,

Our written word may become all we have,

This is the time to find peace in that write,

When all of us and everyone will be one in the same plight…

    © ed ~ 9/4/05