Love of Peace
We seem to have forgotten
That there’s a lion loose in a
Neighborhood of fear
Don’t sing this to me all these years later
The melody of a mane barely visible
The murky light of a beacon
That transcends a multitude of knowing
The fear is unreasonable
But simultaneously real
Absent from vision, the roar
Is deafening
In the ears straining to hear
The sound of peace
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