"PEACE OUT! NO MORE WAR!"

What the world needs now is love, peace and understanding,

Of love AND peace of 100 percent of landing

A hug

A kiss

A friendship

Kindness

Acceptance.

These words do not rhyme,

But they will in time

As we learn to live together as human beings

Of different ways of being

Human

With many cultures,

Many ethnicities,

Many languages, and

Many skins pigmentation.

No rhyme here for these words of explaining.

The world spins round without understanding,

Of how we are all creatures of the universe

Surrounded by stars and living in the milky way.

A galaxy of the many planets spinning round everyday

We look at wars!

We drive our cars!

Road rage, wars, unfriending people,

We have arguments, even in the temple.

You wake up to gun violence of mass murder,

Of children at their school as it makes my blood boil and curdle.

Gun violence in nightclubs of LBGTQ dancing the night away,

Until a person filled with hate blows them all away

I cry tears of heartache.

My heart breaks for all victims of war each day I awake.

I find peace and solace as I write this poem for peace,

For love, hugs and a new lease

On life of accepting other lifestyles of millions of people

As we shop, we drive, we go to the temple.

To me my temple is the ocean of life as it flows into the sand

As I raise my hand

To feel the sand run through my fingers back onto the land.

I pray to the universe for peace and love

From up above.

To quit judging everyone

By how beautiful or how skinny or how fat or how fun,

Or how they wear their hair,

Or the clothes they wear,

Or how much money they have,

Or how much money they don’t have.

This is a global issue now.

I ask how,

Did we get here?

PEACE OUT MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS OF THE UNIVERSE.

NO MORE WAR OR MASS SHOOTINGS SHOULD BE REVERSED

TO PEACE AND LOVE.

OMNIPOTENT SPREADING LOVE FROM ABOVE

AND BEYOND THE COURSE OF THE UNIVERSE

THAT EACH LIVES IN OUR OWN LITTLE POD

OF WORTHINESS OF PERPUALITY

OF COMPLEX SITUATION OF REALITY

POP YOUR BUBBLE MY SISTERS AND BROTHERS OF MANY DIVERSE

BACKGROUNDS AND FAMILY DYNAMICS OF THE UNIVERSE

THAT WE ALL LIVE IN

OUR CLOUDS, OUR PODS, OUR HOUSES, OUR APARTMENTS

OUR LIVES OF EXPLICIT OF HOW IT’S BEEN

FOR DECADES OF HUMANITY ON OUR EARTH

OF DIVERSE CLIMATE AND DIVERSE REBIRTH

OF TEACHING KINDNESS, SENSITITY OF CARING

AND SHARING.

IS THIS NOT POSSIBLE?

IS THIS THE DEATH OF ALL POSSIBLITY OF BEING IMPOSSIBLE?

OR IS THERE GOING TO BE DEATH TO THE PLANET AND HUMANITY

THROUGH WAR AND HATE?

IS THIS GOING TO BE OUR FATE?

LET’S WAKE UP BEFORE ITS TOO LATE!

WRITTEN BY

VICKI LAWANA TRUSSELLI

FEBRUARY 14, 2024

WE ARE ALL DUST IN THE WIND

AS WE SPIN

OUR WORLD INTO OBLIVION OF THE EARTH

FOR REBIRTH

WE ARE ALL DUST AND SAND

LIKE THE PARTICLES OF THE TINY GRANULES SLIPPING FROM MY HAND

WE CAME FROM DUST,

AND TO DUST WE RETURN.

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