Peace

Peace to all, and harmony
joy and happiness fill the day
O'twer true, this prophecy
and one day become legacy.

Strive now wilt thou mystic man
to place yon peace upon this land
for benefit of all entwine
thou shalt reap power in kind.

In loving breath do the deed
beckon to all to take heed
and follow suit upon thy path
such is the way to make peace last.

And when thy power has been spent
lie back pondering wisdoms lent
thru joyous whisperings of the hoard
thy power shall be completely restored.

This poem © Copyright 1999--by Shadowdance: aka Lola Overland.

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