Grace

Peculiar angles pointing towards souls

Insipid behavior betraying men’s goals

An angry reflection of lopsided pasts

Interrupted by the pious ending their fasts

I stole a moment from the lap of the Gods

Only to witness a thousand jihads

The lackluster speeches of the dead and the dying

Reveal life’s obsession with lovers who are crying

They leap and the jump and they fall and they tumble

But we reflect on eras and how soon they crumble

A light year of thinking of nothing but love

Equates to the rustling in the wings of the dove

All of this imagery is constant and needed

Whether or not its messages are heeded

Amnesty, love and a heart most gracious

Offsets the wailing of the cruel and outrageous

We have little chance for good in this muddled old world

As long as bellicose nations keep their flags unfurled

Persistence and grit are healthy and glowing

The words of the wise are also worth knowing

Rally the troops for causes of grace

And you’ll be valued among the human race