Joy Of Making Peace (Revised) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

We are at a point where time splits the Universe in two;
we should choose where we go now – there is a choice
between two destinies; it seems I shall not be going with
the New Age folk, where peace, harmony and abundance
reign in secure alignment with their God

I’ll probably go the other way, where war is reality and
people choose free destiny, even if it means blowing up
things; a peaceful alliance path sounds like far too much
conformity forcing all to want the same thing, one song
to sing, the same pizza, one God’s bidding

I’ll be found with people cheerfully making war for the joy
of making peace to be breached as soon as prosperity
becomes a bore; yes, seeking opportunities to help people
recuperate after conflicts where they kill each other
happily – defending laws nobody observes

This place of paradox and conundrum sounds so much
more adventurous than eternal peace

8 May 2013