World Peace
I am alone in a dark dank room
with the taste of long lost dreams
thoughts of people in the world fighting
I hear angry words
I feel the unity of the world being destroyed
it drives a dagger through my heart
there is no taste of joy
only the smell of rage
push back the darkness
I want to see the harvest moon
a voice in the clouds
a ray of light and hope
I want to feel a growing connection of people
worldwide problems being solved
people unified in peace
like the rhythmic forces of nature
Hanging Paper Sculpture
Art and photos by Sheila Benedis