This is talked about, hoped for, and prayed for, but never truly seen.
Perhaps it is an impossible dream,
Even though it’s prayed for every night.
Angels in their anguish must want to scream,
“Can’t you humans figure out war isn’t right?
Evil triumphs whenever nations fight.”
Oh, if only Man’s heart was filled with love,
No longer would the fierce hawks kill the dove.
Each nation has bigots, zealots, and fools.
All countries also have men who seek peace.
Rarely do the peacekeepers make the rules.
The day may yet come when all wars decease.
How much longer before the world knows peace?
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
enlightened perspective and nicely crafted poem ...