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A Last Wish For Peace
When will peace finally come
to reign in righteous hearts,
will skies be without smoke?
Hear a mother's lingering cry,
rocking her dear child to sleep;
all she asks for is words of mercy!
Many invoke a last wish for peace,
lives will be lost until it'll take form;
what does it take to make it cease?
Storms take away all sunlight,
wars destroy tranquility and joy;
they create anxiety and fright!
Warmongers build weapons,
peacemakers pray and hope;
which side will be victorious?
Copyright ©
Andrew Crisci
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