All Arms Down
We sing the songs
of distant pasts and buried glories
of times we yearn for
and of days we dream to seize once more
Our voices carry the hopes
we all share in our hearts
of a lovely, sunny day
unmarred by man's ugliness
The lyrics of our muse
remain the same throughout the centuries
sanguine we live and sanguine we shall fall
even the stigma of opposition
shall never rob us
of our ever singing hearts
If demands for serenity
go unheard
Our muses will surely
contagiously spread our desires
Till then
we'll continue to sing
this song of eternal Peace
YOU ARE READING
poets for PEACE
PoetryLet us all write together. Lets all celebrate the hope for Peace on this planet. We will post poems about Peace in any language. Let your voices be heard. Your poem will also be posted at @WritersforPeace , our newest sister site.
