The Colour Of Peace

The Colour Of Peace short poem

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Dare I ask for peace in this turbulent world of silent wars
The colour of war is dark and dissolute
Corrupt, abounded with fear
Yet still I hope for a glint of light

Peace what is its colour
In this sea of red and rage…
We are abundant with greed
Power people embrace in their foolhardiness

Could it be translucent or sublime
Maybe more a cool blue breeze
Or perhaps full meadow green and yellow
Yes I will dare ask for peace….

Let’s cast a dream of hope
Crimson washed to sea
Darkness erased by an energy of illuminate
Onwards we will wander seeking for our own true colour…..

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