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Coffee House

They were a different breed, in thought as the coffee grinds
Gentler souls, dreamers with artistic minds
More acceptant than the average man
Substance goes farther than image can 
And I wondered why in these troubled times
Of violence hatred and senseless crimes
Couldn’t we have a world summit at a coffee house
I talked to a man who prayed for peace
And a girl who wanted all war to cease
Not like Washington I wanted to scream
People think and people dream
And I wondered why in all this turmoil
With our young bearing guns on foreign soil
Couldn’t we have peace talks at a coffee house
I listened to the morning news
It made me sad, gave me the blues
Storms, violence, disease, starvation
Governments seeking domination
And I wondered why in our darkest hour
And nation’s leaders obsessed with power
Couldn’t we change our world from a coffee house.
I stepped inside to find a book I sought
Found myself immersed in thought
There were poets, dreamers and works of art
People whose words came from their heart
And I wondered why in this time of strife
As our leaders devalue human life
Shouldn’t we listen to the dreamers at the coffee house.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Dray Avatar
July 3, 2009 at 1:59 PM
Is your mind a volt of enormous unused words~possum
Williams Avatar
June 17, 2009 at 8:44 AM
Ordinary people with their own innate wisdom, lead by the mad men in governments, the ordinary people elect..... nice one Vince !
Gorelick Avatar
June 16, 2009 at 4:09 PM
By the time they all got their double mocha latte expresso shots the war would be over. Seriously , this is a fine poem..and its a good idea. ..BG
Jordan Avatar
June 16, 2009 at 7:53 AM
Great poem this morning Vince - Often after our Thursday meetings we all go to Star bucks and just sit around and visit - I personally think most in High Government are as out of touch with the real world as the big Corporations C.E.O.s - I wonder how many of them lost their homes during this crisis - It is a sad state of affairs that they consider themselves so high above us - great Poem Vince, God Bless, MJ
Higgins Avatar
June 16, 2009 at 7:35 AM
I say listen to the dreamers at the coffee house..love this piece of work Vince...love you painted it......if only...
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