Empty Peace

Peace elusive,
Peace reclusive.
Peace. Peace. Peace. PEACE.

Chasing wind;
Empty dreams.
Spewing hate,
Preaching peace.

And we wonder:
My God,
Why is this happening

Where walls divide, peace can’t abide.
Politics, morality.
Virtue dying,
Hatred rising.

The Me-Generation,
All grown-up:
Me. Me. Me. ME.
It’s all about me.
What about me?

Looking outward at the chaos
Judging all the hate-creators
Hating on the hating haters.
Ignoring darkness shrouding hearts
Tearing inner worlds apart.
Spreading hatred every day
In such small and simple ways.
Cutting words, cutting off.
Where does that jerk think he gets off?

Love your brother, love your mother
But only if you think the same.
Otherwise, you’ll feel the shame.

LOVE trumps hate,
LOVE is good
And welcome in my neighborhood.
Unless, of course,
We disagree.
Then, oh, then,
Don’t talk to me.

Words have meaning and they matter
Words creating din and clatter.
What does meaning mean?
Meaning is how I define it
And you all will now abide it.

Love conquers all,
And I love you.
Unless, of course, we disagree.
Then, my friend,
You’ll get your due.


About Julia

Welcome! I'm so glad you stopped by. My name is Julia. I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a teacher, and most recently, a writer. Above all, I am a daughter of the King. I am constantly amazed at God's goodness in my life; undeserved and unlimited. Come sit and visit awhile. The teapot's always on the stove.
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