The Peace I Understand
It is enough
to crawl inside my fuzzy faith
and sleep upon my soporific pillow,
clutching to my breast
my favorite God
(you know the one)
who keeps the fetid, dying children far away,
though quite secure within their refuge
underneath strong wings of steel,
then sends his fierce angelic legions
hovering
above my rest.
~
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