Walking along
A war torn street
Angry faces and glances
When our eyes would meet
Feeling their fire
Searing pain in my heart
Caused by an enemy
Designed to tear nations apart
I gasped for air
As I closed my eyes
Falling into a dream
Escaping this worlds lies
Fleeing the heat
I chose to be a bird
Rising up from the ashes
Anger could no longer be heard
The higher I flew
Dancing in the clouds
Looking back at the earth
I could see souls in the crowds
Attached to the bodies
Souls glimmering as mist
Sparkled like diamonds
With golden halos sunkissed
Not believing my eyes
The crowds couldn't feel peace
The division between heart and soul
Continued to increase
Algorithms as weapons
Politicians and the news
Carefully constructing warfare
Through opposing views
Innocent souls
Burdened by hate
Never realizing the agenda
Controlling their fate
All at once through the clouds
Salvation raining down
Eyes suddenly opened
In every nation
Every town
Souls and bodies
Now gently aligned
Weapons of warfare
No longer taunting their mind
This is peace
Wrapped in mercy and love
The simple truth
That comes from above
Awakened from the dream
I smiled at the Dove
Learning To Choose Peace
The Dove
Published by Family Friend Poems October 7, 2026 with permission of the Author.
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