by cecil f hickman
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Written after seeing the destruction that seems to be raging the world all over.
I seek a country not at war anymore.
A place that rifles would not whisper.
Or slink, there is peace evermore.
Reckoning has come about for all.
Where our youth grows into antiquity,
Where the Ocean is all that roars,
The senses filled with love and laughter.
Hands are busy creating new things.
Minds are relaxed but forever thinking.
Within a garden, that has total nourishment.
For the body and souls of all humankind,
No need for anger or hate just pleasantness.
No more bigotry or humiliation to throw,
Lacking of greed, ridded of hunger eternally,
No need for torment or be ridden anymore,
Life would be cherished, love revered by all.
Truly, this would be the land of paradise abided.
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|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Yes Cecil. This is the way the world ought to be. A lot of my "poems" reflect the hopelessness that I feel when I dwell on the condition of our world and the lack of change. Thank you. Love and peace,