If there were ever worthier cause than this,
then tell me please. To start and think how each
and every step we take will mark the ground.
Enduring footprints, howsoever small,
one day will rise in thousands, coalesce
into a hardened monument, that stands
… forever irresistible to all.
Each bastion will strengthen a resolve,
exposing the futility of war;
the rape of Mother Earth. To save her soul,
repeat again, unquestioning, the need
for all to find another way … for all;
and seek new social order; politic.
And might this be our greatest ever quest
that every day we do or be our best
ensuring love and kindness finds a place
in every breath we take, that gives us grace
to reconcile conflicting minds and cease
the fighting; search for everlasting peace.
© 2016 John Anstie
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This poem was first published in the October 2016 edition of the The BeZine, whose theme for the month was ‘Rituals for Peace, Healing and Unity’.
This poem is written in Blank Verse, concluding with three rhyming couplets.