Here I find peace It is here that I am free My soul has deep wishes And my heart wants to cry Existence elsewhere is terrifying There is no running through fields Or walking along the shore line But the searching for food or water I do not like my peace While others are suffering I cannot ever be smug Or feel superior to those Who can’t help themselves Dictators eradicate protestors The main stream new is silent This takes my freedom away They advocate anarchy and divisiveness We need some kind of escape door Jazz and blues provided this for some Musicians got lost in drug induced music The magic was incredible, but Led to early death for many We were less because of it They escaped for a moment Maybe that was all they needed They too had been persecuted Locked out of their dreams We all share in the guilt Mostly we all want calm, but Get caught up in protest Forgetting the Man crucified Who will bring the ultimate peace Stanski August 16, 2020 ^
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Steve Haarman 