739 A Prayer For Peace 1-29-18 (check out word search for other poems)

Fruitless to hope for
a pool of calm in my core
with roiling ancestors
blood on my door.

No remnants of Eden
among flags of the Earth.
No respite from chaos around me,
for Cacophony lives in my genes.

Foolish searching for anything,
save for the Peace
the world neither gives
nor can take away,

coming down from that
Holiest Place in Heaven
where,
I pray,

forgiven
by Faith,
I shall dwell,
someday.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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