Piece Meal
What shall I
Write about this morning?
Isn’t there enough
Death through violence
That I don’t have to record, about which
Not to comment?
What good is there in
The world happening today?
I have little, maybe some, doubt it’s there:
Someone has given
Something and didn’t have to give it;
Somewhere a treaty’s
Being signed
That will mean an end to
Trouble in
The hope for something solider than war that
Feeds and builds.
Somewhere someone is kind
Enough to garden in
The mind,
Cultivate the spirit and the moment
When, created in the mood of God we
We were given parts;
Pangloss is wrong—we must
Guard each other’s.
C L Couch
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