Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Around and Around We Go Again







Outburst of wrath, hate this path

Pointing fingers, anger lingers

Gloom and doom and lots of fume

Frustration, accusation, when does it end?

Yelling, fighting, so much crying

I’m done trying

Around and around we go again

When does it end?



 A gentle answer turns way wrath

But instead we deal with the aftermath

Who will be the peacemaker?

He’s says,” I’m just a big faker”

What a disappointment

Now I hear no hint of love talk

Just the sound of a squawk

Around and around we go again

When does it end?



Blessed are the peacemakers, For they shall be called sons of God.

Matthew 5:9










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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is a very good poem dealing with a tough subject. You did well.