THE DOVE
I had a dream the other night, upon a dove I took a flight.
We flew up high above the clouds,looked down to Earth
and saw the crowds.
People were fighting killing each other
I looked on in awe as brother struck brother.
What is happening i asked the dove
through her tears she whispered no Love.
The world is in strife it's easy to see
and with no love, there is no me.
Then a mighty hawk appeared in the sky
and clutched the dove with a fearsome cry.
I fell to earth,awoke in my bed
tears on my pillow
war in my head.
- Pamela Downer's blog
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The Dove
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You did a niced job of interjecting yourself into this poem. If you go back to Cain and Abel, brother and brother have been killing each other. There are a lot of people who think you can instill peace and love through war and fighting. I ask you, has it ever really worked?
The Dove
Thank you. I agree you can never bring about peace with war. Lets hope more people see that before it's too late.