Sunday Stanza: Poem Forty- Peace Stood Still Like A Tree By Hannah Williams

Peace stood still like a tree
Asking the wind to call all nations both bond and free. 

A valley of freedom we use to know
Now drenched in yesterdays cold crimson conflict which overflows
Blood became thicker than the lake’s water.
Nobody is their brother’s keeper.

Peace stood still like a tree
Asking the wind to call the nations both bond and free.

Above the sorrowful sky
Lies vultures circling the hemisphere like flies.
Reaping from genocides harvest.
The silent hour at its darkest.

Peace stood still like a tree
Asking the wind to call all nations both bond and free.

She stood silent wailing like a willow tree.
Around her the nations gathered to make a decree.
Taking her leaves, they stripped her bare.
Clothed her with flags and burnt each tear.

Peace use to stand there like a tree,
Asking the wind to call the nations both bond and free.
Do not tell anyone what you hear nor what you see.
They are now looking for liberty and so she flee. 

 

 

 

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