A poem about world peace.
By Robert Reddick, April 5, 2015.
Spring, spring yes yes. Time to bloom. A time for blooms.
A place to rest. Is the next rest best? The next is best.
Less chess. A place to rest less chess.
I see the sun the Easter Sun. Men call and show. The spirits glow. The Easter Sun about the One is just one sun, one spirit won.
A place that glows for others I know they show the glow. Their spirit show. Their show I know is a spirit too, or two, their view, not you, allows you, not just one truth.
And youth speaks truth of spirits weakened. Family speaks, truth aloud. A place for speaking. Frank truth now springs. Aloud we share. Springs progress in truth. Simple trust. Simple truth.
Progress emerges. Trust endorsed. In kind and calm. We stand at dawn.
Spirits soar as man emerges. To see that others truth too free.
A place for me, a place for we. As spirits glow, in Easter Sun. We are all one. We are all one.
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