Winds Of Fire Poem by Michael Crawford

The winds of fire, run long and deep
From across the ocean, it cannot be ignored
To make a change, indeed a giant leap
Even to sit still, you cannot become bored

Leaders wait, for hope and change
Their inaction canno, t be the cure
Some of them can say, conditions over there are only strange
Change must happen, this is for sure

Hate must change to love, for your fellow man
A heavy task to all, all that stay, in the fight
Some say they can't, but most know, you can, with a pause, you really can
People can do this, by not losing sight

Love for one another, must never stop
It is the thread, that holds us together
Like with many seeds, you can grow a large crop
Other seeds will spread, in other places in the air, like a feather


One must ask why, people want to fight
You will fight to protect, those you love
I look out my window, I see a child flying a kite
A white bird flies, it is beautiful, a dove

Things will change, this is for sure
Everyone know this, it is part of our lives
We see the birth of life, oh so very pure
Some of us wait, for that wonderful day to arrive

The winds of fire, will someday subside
Peace will eventually come, to a land and its people
Hate, not love, will find another place to hide
Peace, can be found in many places, even under a steeple

Someday, all will say, enough is enough
People grow tired, of death and destruction
But in the mean time, those in the fight, say things remain tough
To begin, a solution must be a reduction

People are wonderful, in their own unique way
Love, trust and aid, cannot go unseen
You read and see, in the media everyday
It truly is part, of our being.

I know there must be victory, for one side to win
To save face, is important indeed
We will see brave men and women, line up to receive a pin
Within the audience, others will think or say, God speed.