Catalyst for peace

At this point I'm just happy I no longer have writer's block :D

She saw me searching

She came over and asked me

What it was I was looking for,

A catalyst, to bring about peace

I replied.

She threw her head back and laughed

Kind of a gutteral sound

"What?" I asked her

Searching still

And growing slightly annoyed

Stop searching for what you will not find

She said

Solemnity lacing her words

I looked up at her and smiled

Amusment gleaming in my eyes

How will I find it

If I do not search?

Peace is not found but discovered

When we decide that lives

Are more important than things. 

To bring peace you'd have to change

Everyone's way of thinking so that it is equal

It's impossible.

With that said she walked away

To this day I have to believe

The catalyst for peace will one day grace 

This earth.

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

A kind of a guttural sound, your repetition of a makes this awkward, I would drop one of the 'a's. The 4th stanza's language feels awkward as well in how it fits in with the rest of the poem, I am not sure why, maybe poor word choice somewhere? I would also consider the use of quotations for the dialogue, although it is hardly necessary. All in all an interesting read. Funny enough, I think we find many things in life without searching. In fact, there are times where by searching for something we overlook that very thing.

[Meraki]

Oh yes I see I overlooked that. Thank you for pointing them out, your review was much appreciated.

[Robert Strzalko]

Thought provoking and original. You've got talent.

[Meraki]

Thank you!