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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Ideology is silent, victory is violent, we are corrupt, death is abrupt; Perhaps if the world were still flat we wouldn't know what we know, Stacks of black and white dictionaries defining the worst of what tomorrow just might hold: War, famine, poverty, disease – hatred, racism, phobia, and sleaze; In a perfect world we would only know each other by name, blame, never brought upon what we sought as we found peace and happiness in all that we thought; There would be no need for money, honey, emptied from jars, stars, made of diamonds, would only shine bright in the sky, never in what's ours; Bullets would be relics from a past never known, killing fields empty, the winds never blown, away, like innocent works of art, splattered on the mud, covered in the blood, of children, at play, at war; In a perfect world we would all matter in the ways that matter most, mostly thoughts of love for those who we love to boast, about friends and family, kind ways and sunny days, days on which our kids would love to play; The only weapon in our armory would be one of a chiseled harmony, echoes soaring from the rafters above, doves flying, wings open, open to our gentle hands, holding the sands of a desert spent searching for wetlands, drenched in our smiles and our songs, throngs of us preaching not our judgments, but rather reasons why we're strong, willed to excellence by arias of immaculate acceptance, played by symphonies of converted marauders who's only wish in this world is for the wealth of healthy sons and daughters; It's in those ways that make this place the best we have to offer, offering ideas of humanity over vanity, kindness over blindness, and a general sense of respect for whoever cares to share, life on this beautiful blue sphere, where, in the end if we hope for our history books to look back on this chapter with love, above all else, then maybe it's best we look deeper inside, searching our own mirrors for the potential perfection within the reflection that stands before us, human and still; February 12, 2016
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