Ah, peace.

Today I've written two new posts. Mabye I'm bored. But its nice to relax and just write. Its nice to not be unhappy. Its nice when your saying "Ah, peace." So now I will say it over again... but in the form of a poem that has just popped into my head.

Ah, Peace:

Ah, Peace.
Why do you come now?
Why not before?
Why were you so slow?
Ah, Peace.

It seems to be,
That peace is something not always found,
Peace is something to be held close now,
This seems to me.

Ah, Peace.
We welcome you,
With welcome arms,
Ah, Peace.

The world lies on your shoulders,
You hold it up so easily,
Sometimes its nothing on your shoulders,
But you let it fall anyway.

You let it crash down on us,
You leave for only God knows what,
You let us hold it up ourselves,
And mabye learn what's in ourselves.

And I think I have learned,
Why I'm here, why I'm there,
Perhaps you left for something good,
But please, don't disapear.

Please don't leave us all alone,
Don't leave us in our empty homes,
We have nothing left but strife,
Pulling us apart, cutting with knives,

Ah, Peace.
Why so slow to return?
Ah, Peace.
You let our minds burn,

With pain, with anger,
With useless strife,
Why can't we fight,
For something worthwhile,

For something true,
Something good,
Something pure,
Like our Saviour would?

But at last you've returned,
For your shoulders we have yearned,
To lean on, to rest, to sleep,
Ah... Peace.