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27 August 1994
Once i thought that
peace was only the Absence
of
WAR
or Conflict
when coexistence brought Happiness
Then i learned from
Major Jackson
that Sometimes the
greatest Peace is Hidden
in the Battle
He said it lies in
the Hearts of Some Men
surfacing in their
Kindness
and Mercy
and Love of Freedom
And i guess he's right
and Somehow
(i figure)
True Peace
must be searched for
(and can only be found)
not in Nations or Communities
but in the Souls of Men
Copyright © 1994 Charles Fry
Here's one for ya. go find yourself. late again skys passing wave raining clouds and offer healing sun où es-tu dim Mornings in the underground memories squirming on the bath room ceiling open the faces on the side walk pass me by life and living Song of Peace from Time the Mountain My Father so i painted a red cross on my chest my living eulogy my plastic house alone again frustrating the Song of my heart as it grows and changes In Dark Brick Dungeons clanteba mortillia Lonely is my call to this Omnipotent generation: friend (and, by now, even brother) my PCC Our Garden Cognoscente The Home careFree the Children full moon if I were a Painter For You Caterpillar March Prison As I Went Walking Norwegian Cockatrice Lampposts Departure or The Falling Apple Peace