Sunday, 8 November 2015

A Persistent Peace

As leaves lie fallen,
on the ground,
and people remember,
stand in silence,
in every city, town and village,
carry the weight of sorrow,
as the rain pours down,
a persistent echo  rings,
beyond the wasted bloodshed,
and the pity of war,
in dark days,
brings light,
gives purpose,
for us to achieve,
upon every week,
upon every month,
upon every year,
on all occasions,
not just for today,
breathing through,
our arms and different skins,
peace's persistent kiss,
could disarm us all,
softly, softly, 
keeps on calling,
releasing message strong,
there is nothing that it fears.