No Violence Poem by James McLain

Something in violence as for it, it can not.'it is so;
As for;
as for that one which it thus, has described, 'sufficiently.
The thing of non violence,
if it was, it would have and for less some did.
My sounds of desperation echos of the word, it leaves scars.
Which barely makes upon them, just an impression.
unto him, 'i am like thine too you, it is trust,
We would like to escape too the stars.
It is just another word, a world, 'which only you can change it.
My heart into the abrupt the rift within a sound,
which when you squeeze it, escapes from the void, your eye.
And as that a simple pulsar that irradiates,
it jets to the sky and covers the clouds beneath your face,
can it, you feel.
which you can feel
at the center of the center of your every being.
Just in the difference of deepness of his/yours is a certain thing.
We would like to stop upon and rest within the message
of desire and the damage that once was,
'which is now gone, something which when there,
no where it is not supposed to be because of a certain, is it's being
the story of his life and waiting your being it to free
and meant the fact that it is, within your hand are the voices
unto you speaking giving 'you gently but firmly too love.