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Poem of Peace
There is much peace in this young planet
Whenever we’re amazed and silent
There is more silence than yet encountered
Where we command our traffic to a halt
More energy than we have manufactured
Is generating in our resting
The music to affirm our species
Is infant in the frets on our guitars
It will be a necessity, a hunger, to embrace
And occasionally to suffocate, the chaos
To dream new revolutions, smarter
Than the ways of fragmentation in which we’re led -
Revolutions weaving all complexity
Into a fine and trusted net,
Of safety, method and community
That is simple, and at peace, at last.
Future children and other people:
You may not realize this peace or hunger,
And as I am no seer, I propose
In one day, or world, it will appear.
poem
by
Frank Bana
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