Peace and War

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Peace and War
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The silence and the summer sun
On California’s coast,
The rustling of the leaves of trees,
The distant, passing train,
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The letting go of everything 
Of which I once could boast,
The touching by the cooling breeze,
The easing of the strain,
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The blue of sky, the green of leaves,
The warmth of sun on skin,
The calling of the bird I hear, 
The sway of grasses tall—
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These all combine and so provide,
Within this world of sin,
A music of the eye and ear
That brings relief to all.
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And yet, the all-devouring greed
Will rarely pause to taste
Of all of this that beings need,
While laying more to waste. 
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So wealth will flow, accumulate,
And bombs will fall and burst,
As burnings rise, along with hate,
And children die of thirst.
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I call to those who've closed their blinds
To open windows wide
And look, with open minds and hearts,
Across the harsh divide—
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To see that children, everywhere,
And women, are the same—
That sentients feel of grief and pain,
As humans should of shame.
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2024 July 15th, Mon.
Berkeley, California
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