Peace
Peace – real peace – not piece-meal – not pieces of peace.
Just peace, lasting peace.
Where no weapons are used,
No bloodshed,
No lives lost.
Just peace, lasting peace.
Man’s ego wants and wants and wants and wants more of wants,
And yet peace brings what he really needs.
He has confused his wants with his needs, what he really needs.
Peace – peace – peace – peace – peace.
This is what we need,
In our heads,
In our hearts,
In our souls.
A peace that soothes nations,
That heals a world,
That shines the light through the depth of the darkness,
That helps the crops of love to grow again,
That helps embrace the difference
Of who we are and what we do,
Of healing hurts,
Of towering strength,
And lightness of heart.
Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace.
Margaret Mara
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