“Stop this! I just want to live in peace…”
Her plea has echoed in my mind all week, a woman interviewed in Baghdad after the worst single car-bomb attack in 13 years. This poem is for her, those in Louisiana, Minnesota, Texas and all others throughout the world who want the violence to end.
Suicide bombs, murder, unprecedented violence,
hatred and rage I don’t understand.
Apprehension, upheaval, crisis,
so many live in fear…
Yet in my backyard,
songbirds twitter happily,
butterflies flit amongst flowers,
I sip coffee in peaceful, serene setting.
In my world,
on tranquil evening,
I stroll down country road,
witness stunning prairie sunset.
Why am I so blessed while others suffer?