PEACE

The original plan is a choice that only we can make.

   

God’s gift

The perfect plan

The gift of Peace

With-in our hands

 

But hardened hearts

They turn away

And spurn the plan

God freely gave

 

They look to selves

They follow man

Through war and hate

Reject the plan

 

And so we wait

For oh so long

Will Peace return

When man is gone?  

 

 

Reviews

[Your Dog Can Type]

Inspirational, if only i could get rid of sin, you give both wonderful and dreadful thought, which in my opinion, is what ALL literature needs.

[Legion]

God, I sure hope so. I like it. The flow is good and the message divine (pardon the pun). I think you might find my piece "Some Things in the Shapes of Men" interesting. Anyway, good write and don't give up hope. Maybe someday mankind will get it right. Until then, I'll continue along in my porcine ways. :)

[Carole]

Your picture is breathtaking, Michelle. What is your medium? The poem is impeccable. Such truth. I never use to know peace, now I don't want to know anything else. :-) Very nicely done all the way around. Impressive!