A Poem for Peace

Guns,bombs,mines and tortures
Form its massive sound
But,within its power,within its might
And whithin its fearful threats
Peace is not to be found
If we kill people,with whom will we live?
The enemy is not a person;it lies within each of us
Perhaps,just perhaps,it takes only one more person
To light a candle of love,and to hold up their hand
In courageous refusal
to the enemies lurking within each of us
To finally break the grip of violence over our world
Then,truly then,peace will be found

—By Max Ediger