a world in pieces

A World in Pieces. (to be continued.)
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She Dreams of a Peaceful World..
and The Sincerity of Her Heart
touches something in my Own.
(which is somewhat of a Miracle
considering it was once an immovable
Stone.)

I often think to myself that there must
be Secret Angels at work in her Head..
whispering Golden Thoughts into Her
Psyche. Yet, She is so Unique that I
immediately write this off as a Fallacy.
(thus it's more likely that she is simply
A Secret Angel.)

There truly are no Victors in War.
I learned that the hard way. There
are simply Losers who Die, and
Losers who survive to Kill (for
Nothing) another Day. ..Always
leaving a Path of Pain, and Dest-
ruction in their Wake.

Yet..The Irony of Life is that in order
for there to be Peace, one must FIGHT
for it,..with Words. And it always
begins with the Whispers of a Select
few,.which creates a Roar that touches
the Entire Universe. (until everything
changes.)

Unity..that is the Key.
A Collective Outcry for
Love.

For a World in Pieces,
shall Never know Peace.

(to be continued.)

j.stephen.h.