The Ways of Peace

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(“Reprinted with the permission of Burningword Literary Journal and the author.”)
–dedicated to the memory of Ghandi and King

wage a war of peace
a war of peaceful ways
a war of peaceful means

let violence be validation of violent
let murder be mandate of murderers
let blood continually stain
bloody, blood soaked hands
but let conquerors wage war by means of peace

wage a war of peace
a war of peaceful ways
a war of peaceful means

let reputations of courageous be reputations of peace
let legacies of brave be legacies of peace
let ways of wise be peaceful ways
let days of strong be peaceful days

to the end so it is to always seek

let violent be violent
let murderers be murderous
let clamorers clamoring conflict clamor

but let wise, let strong, let brave,
let courageous champion
the ways of peace

It is Peace that I Seek

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Joseph’s brothers sold him into slavery
because he was a dreamer

how many more dreamers
will we sell out
how many more visionaries
will we slaughter
how much more stain
can our blood soaked hands bare

just how much more death
are we willing to claim

many years ago when i was young
my peers advised me to choose violence
as a means of avenging murder
the logic was
murderers do not respond to dreams
killers do not respond to vision
force is the only weapon they will respect

i said no
i will not answer murder with murder
i will not live as a murderer
i will not die as a murderer
it seems that job is already taken anyway
by so many others

it is peace that i seek

peace versus bloody conflict
love versus mad hatred
forgiveness versus lingering resentment
knowledge versus arrogant ignorance

these are the weapons i want to live with
these are the weapons i want to die with
until the moment
when justice and judgement prevail

We Found a New Day

when enemies
of peace
were no longer
we found a new time
we found a new day

we found missiles
no longer
mounted on steel steeds
marching in parade

we heard laughter
from children playing
we heard music
free from angst

we heard apologies
for many misunderstandings
we heard pardons
for many mistakes past

when enemies
of peace
were no longer
we found a new time
we found a new day

we found missiles
no longer
mounted on steel steeds
marching in parade