I Cry Too
We all cry for peace
the perfect state for all
a common set of principles
to which we all relate
the need for which
there's no debate
and yet that is our state
Were all quite willing
to give a little - for a while
but there's not much traffic
on that extra mile
How do we gauge
our personal share
of carrying the load
less fortunate bear
What is peace
for life's downtrodden
whose daily hope recedes
and the dream of something better
bleeds
Marx once proffered a slogan
'From each according to their ability
to each according to their need.
sensible and well meaning
but no match for human greed
With optimism and fingers crossed
I hope we're not too late
to resurrect an Eden
and wipe our errors from the slate
but until that time, should it come
I'll be the devil's advocate
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Let PEACE Be Mine
PoetryA summer contest and challenge to fill this book with poems about Peace.