Peace

Written in 1980. Hope for peace had chance then. What happen to the dream?

                           
















                                   Peace

      (A old poem written when age was my advantage.)
I went to the forest.
I prayed to the sun, the old willow trees.
I sat in the mist of the wild flowers.
I asked the Great Spirit to listen.

I dreamed an old dream.

Peace, will come one day.

One day in my life,
I will awake and all children will be safe from violence and hate.

A world of no hate, no violence and all women and children will have
shelter and food.

A utopia of love and peace.
Where education and well being is the concern of a parent.
Not if their son or daughter will fight and died in wars?

Peace I want to see.
Deep in my mind and heart.
I pray for a world where all people have opportunity and hope.

One day where men and women can give thanks for a new day.
Where religion is to prosper the soul and spirit.
Not teach death and murder.

Someday I will wake up in a peaceful place.
One day I hope and pray.

Man anger and hate can fade away to myth and old story.

I pray today for my children and all children.
Men lose their madness to kill all that is beautiful.

Time is very short. Our children will pay for our hate and mistakes.

                             Coyote
                             1980

Author's Note

Written in 1980. Funny the world had not changed much. Like my father I did nothing.

Reviews

[Broken.buddy]

At least in my generation, the world will become better.
Religion will be used to heal people and not preach killing in letter.

People will value character and not worship looks
Beauty will be seen as a thing to be at heart and not what make-up undertook

Schools will teach poetry, schools will teach hope
History will not be repeated, Stories will change
We all had an altar, which we still can blaze

All I see around me is now, children pressurised to achieve
Girls and boys crying in front of the mirrors
with 'In am not perfect' thought, always on the weave
Digging nails into their skin

Roads in London, Mumbai: with people crying alone
Lot of pain hidden, being judged all along

I wish I could wake up too
At least, one day before I die
When everyone is happy
and I need not write any more cry

Same thoughts as you, my friend
Time has been changing
love is waning
People.

We write and write
words have power
if words in the book can preach
These words of yours teach
Morals, love & hope

I hope the elders were right
Each word has a spirit
let the kindness abide
and make the world alright

[Coyote Poetry]

"let the kindness abide
and make the world alright"
I agree. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Broken.buddy]

I love your poetry. I am 27 years old now. I joined this site when I was 23 and learnt a lot of life lessons from your poetry. Thank you for being here and there is no need for you to thank me. I find it proud that I get to read your work

[Patrick]

Thankyou for that - it's hard to know how to respond, I think everyone has a different angle on the matter. Personally, I believe the answer lies outside of us. Time has given mankind a chance to get it right - the heart must change but who changes the heart?
I will finish there :)

[I'm Just me:)]

beautiful amazing write i loved it

[Desmund Tiny]

it's so beautiful that it left me speechless....... =D

[Renée]

One man cannot stop the world from turning in the direction its going Coyote...... we see your voice, your thought, your dreams of a better world...that is more than most do...sharing thoughts...The world will never be perfect. but there is always hope for its healing...your writing is awsume ! Easy to read, life as it is lived..

[The Analog Kid]

What can you do? You took me way back though:) Our better days are behind us I sincerely believe.

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

This is such a heart-felt poem, Coyote.
I know I hope and pray for a world like this all of the time.
The world is getting worse everyday. But all we can do is turn to God, my friend :)
Great job, once again!

Ashley Rivers--Dream BIG and you'll win BIG:)

[BlueJay]

I've always wanted Peace as well... This poem is beautiful and I cannot describe how many emotions were tugged as I read it. The very last line of the poem is extremely true... Children will pay for our mistakes and hate... I wish, just wish, people could see that Peace is what we need.

[Xhiljola]

amazing write! thank you for sharing...

[Cassie Fraga]

such TRUTH in this write!! and I appreciate every word in it!! I to fear for the generations to come... you express so well in this teaching of reaching... thank you for the AMAZING write!!