Peaceful TurmoilA Poem by Shannon Bailey-Quesenberry
The fog is aglow with the voices of the unknown,
Chasing the tails of the ones they want to own, Turmoil created by the ones that are fighting, Rebelling against those voices that seek to enslave, Others search for a peaceful bargaining concession, Hoping that the hateful will resign their greed, And let them lead their existence of peaceable solitude. © 2010 Shannon Bailey-Quesenberry |
Stats
129 Views
1 Review Added on August 26, 2010 Last Updated on August 26, 2010 Author
|