Friday, October 26, 2012

Peace Poem


I was taught to love my enemy
but my enemy is war,
I've been racking up L's
but who's keeping score?
the serenity of deserted islands
is what I seek in nonviolence,
a view from my lens.

peace is my purpose,
prayer is my pistol,
his breath is my bullet,
I've got my finger on the trigger
and I'm fittin to pull it.

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