Peace Poem by Tyler Anhorn

Peace



As the sun beat against my face.
The breeze threw my hair.
It is like the world has stopped all the Violence.
And has been reborn in peace.

All the Tormented Souls.
All the Murders.
And all the Sinners.
All find something Good in them.

As the Gods look down.
They see that the world is peaceful.
And decend from the Heavens.
To join the world in peace.

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