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
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.
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The underlying tone,
Crush the fruit, The Peacemaker’s wine.
