Peace

I went up to the mountain so lofty and so high,

Where the bombs have never fallen and the children do not cry.

I saw the devastation, wrought by foolish men,

And all I had to offer was some paper and a pen.

I scribbled off a note, don’t know what I wrote,

Oh, what did it emote, and what did it connote?

Just a silent scream at what was once serene,

Was it just a dream, all the horrors that I’ve seen?

I folded up the paper, two wings and a tail,

I threw it to the wind and then I watched it sail.

If only it would land in a place of peace and love,

And people would rejoice at what came from up above.

LDT January 13, ‘24

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