Barry Middleton

Penance - Poem by Barry Middleton

The hope I always sought
was that peace might last,
a futile pursuit of a dream.
And so as the mystics do,
I turned to peace within.

There in a studied silence,
alone with secret thoughts,
I felt the fear of death,
but saw a welcome peace.
And this was my only plea.

My tears were exhausted
from wars that never end.
For war will wait forever,
wait till the end of time,
for a final bitter penance.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, inner peace, time, war

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2016

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