Like the flow of time,
Peace runs like a river,
Always present,
But ever changing,
One second,
Calm as a sleeping child,
The next,
A torrential flood of anger,
Destroying all in it's path,
Only to cure the land,
And bring forth new life.
|
Our sites: Stories, Critical Poetry, Old Poetry, Quotes, Philosophy, Journals, Role-playing. © Social Design Poem History:
| |