Global Interfaith Peace

Today’s Crisis

“What must we do?
I circle my sphere and
cause the loud speaker:
kill, heal, sever, conjugate,
perish, peace.

Desires of the mind for the right and wrong
there quiver like oracles that instruct us
to cold and hot words apart.
Clouded judgment, whatever its source.”

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