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The Only Way To Understand What We Have Been Talking About...
let me write about peace then.
the irony is that peace has no use of words,
like silence,
when you utter it, it is not there anymore.
let me paint peace then, ah, the very sound of the brush disturbs it,
the way we choose the color, creates an argument
let me have a camera and take a picture of peace,
disregard the click and the flash
just imagine it,
early dawn, a fisherman casts his net on a noiseless sea
all the fish have gone to the other side of the island.
the earlier you accept that you have been rightfully abandoned
the easier is it to understand what we have been talking about.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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