Thursday, December 31, 2009

Sensing Peace?

Speak of peace.
The peace of gunpowder.
The peace of explosions.
The peace of hiding in fear.
I hear of no peace here.

Look at peace.
The peace of blood.
The peace of empty shells of metal.
The peace of empty shells of flesh.
I see no peace here.

Feel peace.
The peace of sadness.
The peace of hatred.
The peace of never being safe.
I feel no peace here.

Smell peace.
The peace of metal.
The peace of smoke.
The peace of red soaked dirt.
I smell no peace here.

Taste peace.
The peace of salty tears.
The peace of gritted teeth.
The peace of screams on the tips of tongues.
I taste no peace here.

Sense the peace.
The peace of death.
I sense no peace here.

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