Peace Poem

PEACE

Peace comes in many different shapes and forms

A hot, steamy shower after a long day

The feeling after you have worked like a farm horse at a basketball practice

When you’re done with all your homework and can just sit back and relax

Peace is when the guns lay themselves down and stop shooting

Relaxing, reading, rejoicing, running, running

Fields stretch out for miles and miles I am alone running, running

I lay down in the sweet sugar cane that surrounds me

And fall into a peaceful sleep

Finally, nothing can touch me now

I wake up and it begins again seeking, looking

Sometimes finding, sometimes not

The endless fight for peace

Just stop fighting and you’ll find it

But we like to fight so we never will

It runs away from us like a naughty puppy the first time you let it off its leash

You never can find it though unless you let go of all the hate and anger and just live