Poem

Play of Peace

Sweet, sun-dappled meadows,

Warm air and birds twittering,

Then the cold entrance of shadows,

Shattering the pristine peace that was.

The barking of the belligerent men,

Stupid, petty disagreements,

Reverting back to school children,

Forgetting peace and forging war.

I watch from my perch, questioning it all.

This now tainted land,

Seeping with the slithering corruption of 

Man.

O, what a creation!

Full of laws, lies, and leaders.

Ego leads them into the darkness of humanity.

Quite simply, predators,

Feasting upon the innocent,

The sweet and wondrous.

Leaders make peace

Dangerous