A Hard Peace


A toddler’s demanding cry.
A teen’s frustrating whine.
A child’s roll of the eye.
A coworker’s biting reply.
A spouse’s sharp decry.

My heart is hard.
My eyes are blind.
Under all human action,
A desperate link.
Be it hurt, truth, madness or sin,
True evil, virtue or a deafening inner din
The man with empathy, wisdom and love combined,
There in his heart grows the peacemaker’s vine

A toddler’s demanding cry.
The confusion of youth and dependence imbibe.

A teen’s frustrating whine.
The scaffolding is set build now character divine.

A child’s roll of the eye.
The need for strong nurture in heavy supply.

A coworker’s sharp reply.
The unseen life eased by a mirror, kind.

A spouce’s sharp decry.
The underlying tone, perspective from on high.

Crush the fruit, The Peacemaker’s wine.

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