They vandalized, they burnt
All lay in wreckage and flames.
Rain of rancor; storm of scorn
No more can it be tamed.
Slogans of peace, taught and preached
Aren't worth to acclaim.
It's time to look within,
Where the peace resides.
At peace with oneself,
Peace prevails far and wide.
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Jar of Poesy
Poezie"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - Robert Frost 'Jar of Poesy' is a collection of poems churned out in the moments when the emotions and thoughts mingled to create words - words reflecting the percep...
