Perfect World Poem by Johnny Monroe
Perfect World
I wait
for the day
when no one kills
nor wishes to be killed,
when none
have to hurt to feel
(stable) ,
when love is seen as holy
no matter how
or between who it is given,
when every scream
is turned into a song,
when color of skin is forgotten
and the colors of the wind remembered,
when we all come forth
joined as sisters and brothers of the earth
united...
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