When All Is Quiet
when all is quiet with the world
in my head chimes an enchanted choir
angelic mermaids as cellists and harpists
in a distant dreamy background
of surreal peaceful harmony
and I wonder how difficult
it would be to cross over
to that realm where there’s
no hungry vicious predators
no sadistic callous cruelty
no senseless injustice
unlike anywhere we know
is it so terribly ludicrous
to believe in a heaven
where there is only
unsullied edenic love
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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