we are challenged.Things change(we change
Our comfort zone often shrinks(dried up watering holes
Still here/still hearing.The news still grim/inhuman
Reports coming in of gunfire/massacres
Only now we do not have the white virginity youth
We are elders by age but not respect.We write solutions
for invisible audiences.We persist(plod,plod-
because it is the RIGHT thing to do.Peace.Gentleness.
A world we can actually live within.Zones and homes
where laughter can be heard-and music made,and love real.
This is no dream-it is the process we are engaged within
No bird sings in war zones.So we sing
Each bird a feather in the mask of time.
Each wing a word for peace /a rhyme set in song
You hear it best when it is made by you
for any ear that hears knows-they can make it,too...
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