18 Sep Peace
A poem by Brendon
A dark hand touching a light hand
A young face looking into an old
All people working together
For a goal to be told.
A stranger and a stranger together
A foe and a foe are now friends
All people helping each other
Making beginnings meet ends.
A heart understanding another
A soul reaching out to a soul
All people feeding their elders
With plate, fork, spoon and bowl.
A rich man helping a poor man
A convict dancing with a child
All people put aside their differences and
Share a hope that is wild.
A shout comes out from the open like a
Footstep on sand
All people together proclaim now there is
Peace in this land.