Panagiota Romios Poet Rhyme

War, Man and Peace

We live through the hard times, 
We relish peace and the good.
Remember, we can survive all things!
Hardly, are we made of wood.

Friends may suddenly leave us?
We weather those storms.
Our strength stands, we do not fuss.
As our God keeps us, safe and warm.

Since time began, there have been wars.
Be steady, have faith in times of dissension.
Man is very selfish and always wants more.
Your God watches over you from another dimension.

Do good, that is most loving and effective.
You may make errors, that does not create you as evil!
Words simply are a way of invective.
No one superior to you, they are just people!

Choose peace, not stir the winds of war!
Remember to pray, thus comes inner peace.
Speak your truth, though not as the only one, on a throne from afar.
Learn well, to trust God as your final surcease!


                   3~4~2022

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Andrea Dietrich March 7, 2022 at 7:58 AM This is another great poem, Pangie. I love its message. I agree wholeheartedly on what you told Chantelle. Watching news is sure no way to bring peace to our souls!! Panagiota Romios March 7, 2022 at 8:32 AM Hi Andrea. I can’t dig the news. Such untruths. Some is true. AP and most channels lie. I turned on CNN. You wouldn’t have known a thing was wrong. Do they do weed there or what? They only get upset at elections. They better be upset this YearMusic is far better for me. I know what to watch. And it’s not the one I said! Pangie

Joanna Daniel March 6, 2022 at 8:12 PM Well said, Pangie, we must pray for world peace.. Hope your leg is better:) Panagiota Romios March 7, 2022 at 8:23 AM Jo, could be better, thank you. I really did a number on myself. Still in therapy since November. Not easy to walk. The world is a mess, you bet. Prayers, yes! Pangie