How Crude I am, and yet-
with little care I can write
about the flowers and their
scent within the air.
My rough and ready ways mask
my love for things that bring
Peace and Joy to all Mankind.
How simple it can be to make
Peace, instead of claiming victory.
But yet, we fail to see how fragile
life can be.
With all life's pain and sorrow-
you would think Mankind would want
a Joyous tomorrow.
BY CITY ISLANDER, Jim Mullarkey