Where there is little love there can be no peace
If hearts are at war, thus begins the warring of nations afar
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Born, Still, as Light
Still, still as a fallen bird
your beauty just as new
as the moment God created you.
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Street Gangs
Where there is little love there can be no peace
If hearts are at war, thus begins the warring of nations afar
Only with peace of the heart can peace start
With its absence we have the beginnings, of hate and of war
The ultimate cause of destruction among men
Evil hearts kill, their friends and their for
Bombs and fire can kill all life
Strife in the heart can kill the spirit
Why not try to love the people of this world
Some are our foe with a poisoined soul
The warring hearts who poison their souls
We need not hate, but have freedom and peace
It is hard to love, our friends and our foe.
Angels In The Aftermath HER FURY SWEPT DOWN UPON UNSUSPECTING TOWNS A POEM CANNOT SPEAK, WHAT HAPPENED THOSE DAYS i CRY FOR THE LOSSES, WORTH MORE THAN COST WHISPERS IN THE NIGHT, HER FURY BROKE LOOSE a HUSH? FROM DAWN TO DUSK-TEARS AND FEARS sUCH LOSS OF LIFE CANNOT COMPARE, TO THE SUFFERING AND LOSS: DESTRUCTION SHE STRUCK TOO HARSH- A POEM CANT'S SAY WHAT HAPPENED THAT DAY. HEROES APPEARED, ATTEMPTING TO SAVE LIVES TO FIND LOST PETS, AND FAMILIES GONE STRAY WE DON'T KNOW, WHERE NEW FLOWERS, WILL GROW. Anne Sutherland McDowell Copyright ©2005 Anne Sutherland McDowell --------------------
Published many times over, Anne McDowell is a very talented and persevering humanitarian-type person with great compassion for the human race.