the farce of fear
what if we
were to lead
in every encounter
and each endeavor
and in every way
what if
empathy prevailed
and never swayed
from her seductive way
no, not merely
in idealistic fashion
and form
but rather
a passionate pursuit
of compassion
every thought, every action
and each intention
bound by peace
undaunted by the farce
of fear
what if we were
to listen first
and not merely lobby
to be heard
what if we were
to abandon the endless
senseless need to always
be right
the incessant need
to win
what if the power to prevail
prevailed first in thought
what if our arms race
raced to lend a hand
of help
and an ear yearning
to heal
what if we were
to imagine and live
only one race
the human race
what if empathy
prevailed
hand in hand
a land conquered
in peace
oh stop
stop your wretched fear
of evil’s swell
for your fear
a fear so furiously
manufactured
is evil’s fuel
for once stand tall
and lay down
your swagger and sword
lay them down
alongside your fear
for freedom’s reign
is never found
wrapped in fear
but rather laced
in the rain
the pouring rain
of peaceful souls
stop this senseless
myriad of myth
of blood stained
waters of war
what if we were
to exhaust and expel
every ounce and morsel
of our souls
what if our pursuit
of peace
cast shadows on our
undying need to always
be right
to win and
to conquer all
that simply disagree
what if it were
as simple as the swell
of rising sands
and empathy were
to always prevail
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If only everyone was of the same mind!
Our leaders in Washington need to find a quiet place and read this poem at least once a day. One of your very best my friend. Keeping writing your work is a blessing. Thank you.
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