There is a wind of change
blowing in the air.
That might change
the tide of war,
...
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This is a beautiful poem, David. It is a joy to read. I hope you are right about the impending change, but I've not noticed the breeze yet.
'....enemies might become friends and weapons of destruction might rust where they fall. ' if only David, there is a haunting resonance to these thoughtfully composed words.
If only your pensive piece were a prediction.... certainly the last two lines are spot on. t x
Peace to come at last, the smoke is clearing and now the war is the past... Andy 10