willow moon pearce

(October 1951 / London, UK)

Oh! but a wish.


To wake and find no war
On television would be a dream
Pair it with no violence,
No homeless, it would be a vision.

I consider if it would be possible then,
If leaders, Presidents and Prime Ministers
Could put away their differences
And listen to their people.

A huge percentage would want peace
A huge percentage could sleep safely at night.
Scared of the nation with the strongest army
Stopping the 'if I forget about it, it will go away'.

Man has brought war into our homes
For as long as he has walked the earth.
When will it end?
I suppose it could, but too many people
Live a good life, the parasites that make
War profitable.

Submitted: Thursday, March 23, 2006

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