A World At Peace Poem by james watkin

A World At Peace



Weary or asleep
Or preferably dead
Only when for either state
Lays each one their head

Is this troubled world
At peace; shook awful.
A senseless, upside down turned
Snow globe, sorrowful.

Tuesday, April 18, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: world,peace
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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