Sandra Feldman Peace Poems

Poets should be in charge!
Words are their Arms,
After all, some harsh words
Of Truth,
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Where can we find
Tranquility and Peace?
Only in the arms
Of a loved one
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Peace, Peace!
Where are you?
You've been
Assassinated
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Beauty lives within a flower,
Sometimes in a blade of grass,
It's the simple things that matter,
The love image that is cast,
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They're few loyalties in Life
Here today,
But tomorrow's interests,
Change their way,
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Pale and White,
With innocence
And fear,
The White Rose
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Like a prayer,
You calm,
The wear and tear
That so many times,
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Nothing sweeter
Than the nectar
From sincerest
Poem's words
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When,
The Sea's at rest
It's the Blue Heaven
I love best.
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In this Ugly
Ugly,
World,
Of lies and killer bees
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Carnivorous
Beast!
Man keeps on running
His deadly feast!
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Looking for Purity,
For wanted Peace,
For precious light, serene
So rarely felt or seen,
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Today I did not write,
What I think should be right,
Do I have a right to counsel?
To teach, to try to reach,
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Watching flowers on a tree,
A poet sings his melody,
Dreaming of a better World
The idealist sees evil blurred,
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Where is Peace?
So long buried
In the memory of Time
That it seems,
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I write,
Because I must,
Because I truthfully
Cannot
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Poets and good Hearts,
For Peace
Governments of Fiends
For War!
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Everything artistic
Touches me
Profoundly,
As does the pain
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Peace,
Is there such a thing! ?
We create our own
Inner and external Wars!
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It's over,
The gods have forsaken me,
I no longer seek answers,
Only Peace.
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If man ever learns,
That by helping others
He helps himself more,
It will be the most illuminating
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Justice brings peace,
But since the beginning,
There isn't much around.
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I don't like to see people killed,
Anywhere,
Enough, natural disasters,
Why do we provoke more?
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The quiet cool,
Of the Forest Trees,
Cradles me softly,
With Emerald ease,
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We all work together like in a fog,
We have word like words, we write for right,
Poets want Peace, Beauty, Life, God,
Is it still possible, a peaceful World to defend,
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Poet Fools,
Want Love and Peace,
But in Real world,
It's War and Grease,
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