Peace Poem for Challenge of the Day (4/18/2009)
Addition Poem Using Words
You
could never
make me hate
your race or family
or even you for anything
that happened through history and religion
though it is the easiest of things
for me, and many other people on Earth
and there is enough blame to go around thrice
That reminds me of the Trinity I claim to worship
The second person of which is my Savior, Sustainer and Redeemer,
Who forgave me for more sins than one could dream ... through love ...
Agape: the Jesus way - no doubt implemented by Martin Luther King and Gandhi -
And therefore, if I am to walk the talk and begin to make change,
The change I wish to see in the world must begin with me through forgiveness.
Though I fall and fail, this short tale is one of sharing the freedom through loving!
could never
make me hate
your race or family
or even you for anything
that happened through history and religion
though it is the easiest of things
for me, and many other people on Earth
and there is enough blame to go around thrice
That reminds me of the Trinity I claim to worship
The second person of which is my Savior, Sustainer and Redeemer,
Who forgave me for more sins than one could dream ... through love ...
Agape: the Jesus way - no doubt implemented by Martin Luther King and Gandhi -
And therefore, if I am to walk the talk and begin to make change,
The change I wish to see in the world must begin with me through forgiveness.
Though I fall and fail, this short tale is one of sharing the freedom through loving!
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Martin Luther King and Gandhi "experimented with this truth" to paraphrase one of Gandhi's book titles; this is not new territory but the sweet freedoms can only come through practice.
3 Comments
Post a Commentthanks Pattie and John; I avopided the harder version of ddition poem, WHICH IS ADD A LETTER EACH TIME; such as "I am too sure where poetry couldn't seriously acomplish" this task with good spelling included. Take care! Shalom/Blessings
wow so nice, wish I could do poetry like this really amazing!
Good writing!