Stop All Wars
~ (~) ~
"Who
is this
speaking
what can I
say for the
bereaved - lost
amid the shell of
their bitterness
and abhorrence?"
"Who will reject this
speak for their plight
rejoice with them, us;
lest I am anyone the
one but who is for
everyone who is any
one?"
"Which friend from
the expressions worn
upon the falling leaves, I
can tell now time a gift is
much shorter than what I
often believe."
""Like moths with dark shadows
in their eyes children running and playing
in their absence with no reflection of time driven
by their guilt and heavy hands of shame; who are
they now the bereaving?" - "Because I know the
cost uneven, of pride - the cost is more and is
always cutting, cutting me down - one that
is always cutting them - you.""
~ Love lost, the aching desire
burning within.
Frail, though, will I rise,
greater before days,
because promised,
hope chance,
verity my
faith these
gentle
whispers
echo the
opportunity,
and so it is to
them I answer, fall
before. For this, God,
I know would never negate. ~
""For me... all of us, I believe leaves they are the Purest Example
of God's Love Patience and Mercy; shown to us - and as Seasons are
always changing along with them; what He gave me, you - which is what
the Goodness and Promise of what Any True Opportunity is; is what I feel
is one that is just as Honest and Open, just as Willing, needed; wanted for
any one, "anyone... !""
""So sown now in this time left friend I must tell you - I would wish
to be anything if found worthy to be the one caught, cut, killed -
working for The Greater Idea of Peace - and so as he came
to the grand corner, he walks away tossing a leaf behind
him the last words from him; being - "Stop
all wars" time being what it is;
is
too
short!"
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2016
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