A poem for peace
the morning news unsettles
and reminds
for many there is no luxury
to look for daily balance
only the beginning of an end
lives blasted out of the sky
children bombed on the beach
apocalyptic movies due
at the cinema soon
and on the way to when healing arrives
the places where there is the
beginning of a beginning
every moment
is now handle with care
the places where tear drops
bomb the hope just out of reach
long for the time
visions of one world
might be in the real world soon
the temporary bandages we put on things
attempted treaties delicately achieved
are never enough
when will they make way for the time
when unity might
beam its sunlight
through leaves of green
to blind the apocalypse of now?
(c) June Perkins
Ripple Poetry 