An apology for a blog by Sandra Horn
This is dire. My pc is crashing every few minutes and trying to reboot, which doesn’t work. It will be on its way to Magic Kevin the Mender Man as soon as I finish this. It’s taking forever just to get this far! Rather than failing to blog at all, at short notice, I’m just going to copy in a couple of poems about peace in between the gaps I can’t remember if I’ve put them up before, but if I have, I’m sorry. Desperate measures. Peace seems like an appropriate topic at present.
Some claimed it was foreseen, foretold
In Tarot cards, in holy writ, in portents –
The blossoming of a sacred tree,
A halo round the moon,
A rainbow in a cloudless sky.
Who knows? It came so suddenly, in silence;
The silence of no guns, no bombs,
No shouts, no screaming.
No-one slapped a child,
Wielded a jack-knife, swore,
Strangled, kicked, mugged, raped.
But what were we to do? What now?
We wept, at first.
We wept, and could not meet each others’ eyes.
How to begin again? Anew? We did not know,
Then the first hand reached out...
From Write to be Counted, edited by Jacci Bulman, Nicola Jackson and Kathleen Jones
Ruling the World
I should like to rule the world; I think it’s my turn now
I could make things so much better and I’m going to tell you how:
I’d melt down all the guns and bombs and all those evil things,
And turn them into bicycles and carousels and swings.
Turn them into roller skates and bongo drums and bells,
Make spinning tops and glockenspiels from all the tanks and shells.
Fill the world with happy things that make a happy noise;
Shout it all around the earth: Don’t make war, make toys!
From Lines in the Sand edited by Mary Hoffman and Rhiannon Lassiter
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