Thoughts of the Season
Far from the hills of Afghanistan
Guns sound on American streets,
An innocent teen falls to the ground,
As his heart pumps its final few beats.
A mother pauses in cooking a meal,
In a home full of bright Christmas cheer,
As uniformed officers solemnly tell,
News she never thought she would hear.
So many go hungry all over the world,
They don’t have a feeling of joy,
No stockings are filled with wondrous treats,
For a good little girl or a boy.
In this season of love, goodwill to all men,
Terrorism is something we dread,
Why can’t we all aim for world peace,
And learn to negotiate instead.
We are all brothers, perhaps different colors,
Who share the holy seasons on earth,
May we join in our blessings, look into our hearts,
And see the value of each human’s worth.
And see the value of each human’s worth.
Carmen Henesy
Copyright (c) Carmen Henesy
December 14, 2010
Copyright (c) Carmen Henesy
December 14, 2010
I am linking this to the wonderful group at One Shot Wednesday -
check out the site for wonderful poetry!
check out the site for wonderful poetry!
