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IN SEARCH OF PEACE
Liars, deceivers, plunderers stare,
Humanity likes naked, rendered bare,
Tell me, is this all fair?
One day, God willing, I shall rise,
And cleanse this world of wars and vice,
Will you O friend, be as wise?
Haiku and venting one's wounded heart,
Has no effect on these wild dogs,
Why not lure them into a sea of sharks?
Doomsday is a day that tyrants shall bring,
when there won't be autumn, winter or spring,
Remember that we are but hay in this wind.
No, defeat is not a way of mine,
To battle the odds is my rhyme,
O Lord, be there for me at the right time.
I was humbled as I read this. It reads like the Arch Angel Michael is speaking. Is fierce, full of hell fire and damnation, quite lovely in its heaviness of thought. Your great love and faith in God speak highly of you in this poem. Hats off to Sir Poet, he can rhyme with such fiery fervor. Any religious hound no matter what faith his heart happens to fall under would enjoy reading this with the utmost passion in his very soul being rigorously stirred. Why, even timid, God loving me was moved to rise and stand behind you in your crusade to banish evil from the earthly plain.
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