To The Peacemaker
by SARA WEBB QUEST
Wednesday, January 09, 2002
Print Save Become a Fan
Recent poems by SARA WEBB QUEST
Broken Glass House, a True Tail
An American View of It Had to be You
Lines of Worry
Our Roof Leaks
Child (To Daughter Ayla)
>> View all 25
If ever there was a human state
Despised as it is treasured,
Tis Peacemakerís too-full plate
With problems left unmeasured.
Rare are you, great peacemaker one.
You put all else aside.
You give for others who then shun
Secrets you help to hide.
Much to your lone detriment,
You reap the burden of all.
A million in all for each moment,
A million a moment you fall.
As if this isnít test enough,
You bear one enemy:
It is Aggressor, whose soul stuff
Finds you lost at sea.
The aggressor holds within
Peacemakerís true hell.
So what, you ask, relieves the sin?
Just judgment or deathís bell.
(But Peacemaker remains constant
Because he/she knows joy
Can come along fast as it went.
He/she/I wrote this ploy.)