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World Peace

There is this thing we crave, and call it world peace. We fast and pray, both night and day, hoping war will simply cease. The odds I think are not that good we’ll get it in my life— too many secretive, conspiring minds that benefit from strife. If we had Aladdin’s lamp the genie might assist. I’m sure that he could get it done with simple flick of wrist. But if he’s asked to take control, results could be austere; in order to gain world peace he’d make us disappear.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/26/2014 11:14:00 AM
That is a good one, I will be sure not to ask for world peace the next time I am faced with a genie.
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Mark Peterson
Date: 1/26/2014 11:40:00 AM
Thanks, Richard. Yes, be careful what you wish for.
Date: 12/30/2013 8:10:00 AM
Mark Such a deep and moving write. It's too bad we have to wish for peace and it's not a part of daily activities. Why can't everyone just get along and stop all this useless fighting. Thanks for the great comment on my Computerized People poem
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Mark Peterson
Date: 1/14/2014 7:48:00 PM
Sorry I missed your comments for so long on this poem. Though belated, I want to tell you how much I appreciated your visit. Hope you're doing well.
Date: 12/5/2013 6:02:00 PM
Mark, No truer words were ever spoken and you spoke them with a most eloquent pen! I am a fan!!
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Mark Peterson
Date: 12/7/2013 12:43:00 AM
Chuck, thanks for your delightful comment, which I like a lot! See you soon.
Date: 11/29/2013 12:11:00 PM
I think you're definitely right, the genie being all -knowing , and all seeing , would absolutely vanish us into thin air. I can' t say I would blame him. I loved this poem, and the surprise ending.
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Date: 11/29/2013 12:34:00 PM
Thanks so much Jeanette. We're still here, so I guess no one consulted the genie.
Date: 11/26/2013 11:31:00 PM
Hiya, Mark. A cool write on a very serious and saddening topic. May my children and theirs never have to fight against you and yours - or anybody else, for that matter. Love and peace, my friend. Licia :-)
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Mark Peterson
Date: 11/26/2013 11:39:00 PM
Thank you dear Delysia-my faraway friend.
Date: 11/26/2013 4:25:00 PM
I.m afraid so - we are always the problem Well written Brian
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Mark Peterson
Date: 11/26/2013 7:25:00 PM
Brian, good to have you visit again. I remember well your comment on my poem 'Mountains.' We can do anything, if we put our mind to it. Unfortunately, we seldom do. Thanks for your comment.
Date: 11/26/2013 3:37:00 PM
Enjoyed your poem and the concise lines. Peace.
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Mark Peterson
Date: 11/26/2013 7:22:00 PM
David, thanks so much for stopping by. Glad you enjoyed my little rhyme. I'll see you soon.
Date: 11/26/2013 12:51:00 PM
I think your great words are more power than Aladdin’s lamp they will change step by step they give us the hope thank for your highly feelings
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Date: 11/26/2013 7:22:00 PM
Wow, you've thanked me with your words so much that I can hardly bear it. We move the world one beat at a time.
Date: 11/25/2013 8:50:00 PM
Im pretty sure your right. I enjoyed your work . . BG
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Mark Peterson
Date: 11/26/2013 6:23:00 PM
Hi Barbara. Maybe in a few centuries or a few more thousand years. Or if aliens come and take things over, that might do it. Glad you enjoyed this one.
Date: 11/25/2013 7:57:00 PM
unfortunately, i think your solution is the only one that would ever work! i enjoyed your poem very much, mark!
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Date: 11/26/2013 6:23:00 PM
Welcome back Ilene. I had written another version where the genie actually did make us disappear. But then I had to confess that the story wasn't true. Otherwise, who could have written it?

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