Gasoline of the Soul

Wasted energy 

on hate and anger

 

Energy vampires ready

to siphon off the soul like gasoline

 

They can't fuel their own 

engines

 

Burn, hot coals 

stoke them in the fire

 

Cool down,

revive in the sarcophagus 

 

Rise again,

ready to strike

 

Resist,

repent; a temperate mind

 

Resist the hate,

let god take control of your fate

 

Waters of life,

drink and be quenched 

 

There are times for war

and times for peace

 

 

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saiom2's picture

  beautiful message  in your

 

beautiful message  in your poem

 

"I went to jail for 11 days for disturbing the peace. I was trying to disturb the war"  Joan Baez

 

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Thank you. i appreciate it.

Thank you. i appreciate it.