Work For Peace: An Oxymoron Poem by Saiom Shriver
Work For Peace: An Oxymoron
Is there
a frame for Infinity?
Never slakes the thirst
.. the bitter
saltwater near mother earth.
.. never satiated is the
belly of many tongued fire.
Never at rest.. the
mercurial mind.
Never filled the soul
with unGodward desire.
Only the heart immersed
in the waters of God is at peace.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Though work for peace may be an oxymoron, the world
is grateful for those billions of workers.
is grateful for those billions of workers.
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