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Featured Poem	'Have you ever stood still and felt' by Joni Pulido
	Have you ever stood still and felt An overwhelming tenderness A deep sorrow Watching the world as you know it Collapse in one great rubble? Will you feel rage and hatred? Will you feel compassion and care? Will you think how you will make them pay? Will you think how you can help them heal? When you greet fire with fire You make a gigantic ball Until its big enough to topple Everything on its way Have you seen fire greet calm water And meet in tranquillity? The great fire quiets as its passed From one calming presence to another I am not a great hero nor done any great deeds But this much I can be, a bearer of hope To let the pained souls know love is possible And maybe the great ball will quiet as its passed From one loving heart to another Joni Pulido	Some Quick Links * World Peace is the real thing by Funsho Adekunle * Peace by Christine * Don't take away my hope by Leanne D Hendley * Each of us shine by Richard Wheeler * Two Peoples Conquest for Peace by Meriem * Every man woman and child on this planet has a mother by Rosemary * Garden of Peace by Allan Cooke * Eyes by Donna Louise Ellice * I will wake again in darkness by mark mulligan * FEBRUARY the 14th by Erika Kristein Kaptein * About war much has been written by Wolfgang P. May * Have you ever stood still and felt by Joni Pulido * Peace Offering by Judi * Once upon a time… by Lizzy * Teddy Bears for Guns by Ada Aharoni * Why I’m Grateful by Julian Weichel (age 8) * The World I’d Like to See by Ariel Weichel (age 13) * Fear by Elke Holt * Prayer for World Leaders by Carol Hansen Grey * Australia September 2001 by L. Armour * My Personal Revenge by Ron Reed * Hot Rage, Dry Blood, Warm Tea by Zaakiy Siddiqui * Peace can be achieved by Amy
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Embarking on war an unearthly evening. deep-frozen seagulls. bloodcherries dropping from the icicles. like envoys of false, dead stars, schooners are passing by, bypassing the laws, the splinted minister mouths, the wound-fevers of the hounds. sly boots with stripes, pulling their foreskins back, storming forwards to get a stripe. anointed by those who found oil, Bushers, they will set the Tigris on fire, the bailiffs of religion, the oily rogues. no steel eye’s sharp enough to block Their Way. but God, who blessed America, throw frost, pause the pace of their panzers, break those boots that carry the war-ruins of my city out to the East. I, I can only rabidly hate, to hate. Mark Meekers	Concerning dead soldiers Consider the sadness of the dead when Gods that final truth supply as boon for lives unfairly shed in service to persuasive lie. Do they envy the fallen few embalmed with poison of the truth partook while sat in chapel pew or sniffed while in their voting booth? Do they impatient, count the days until they meet again the liar who justified his war and preys on young to stoke in Ares pyre? Do they despise their coffin's flag or covet the colors of their foe and wonder if dead men should brag or now more calm, their bold outgrow? Or wasted do they silent sleep, mute promise of the young that died for empty glory purchased cheap and charged to chauvinistic pride?. Gerald Bosacker	A Silent Prayer As I sat in the room before HIM With a lot of expectations, unfulfilled promises & beliefs To say a prayer But the words wont come The mind went blank And a silent prayer followed As I saw HIM, HE appeared like a shining star radiating love, peace, bliss & power I felt myself too like a point of light in the centre of forehead I was seeing HIM, & HE was seeing me Or so I believed The prayer started silently I felt as if HE is talking to me silently Words, even the thoughts were silent I felt as if my heart is getting filled with emotions As I see HIM it is as if a bond is formed between HIM and me Without a word or a thought everything is conveyed through it As he sees me it is as if a shower is coming on me of divine light & might As I remain there, I feel getting filled with Peace, Love & Power Left there, bereft of all demands & expectations Beliefs turning into faith, Words replaced by emotions of a different kind Thoughts replaced by Bond of Remembrance The prayer continues silently. Vipul Agarwal