I see an ocean of bloodshed-
of souls who are no more
because they felt that wearing camouflage
and dying for a cause
was the only solution-
of souls who had no choice in choosing
to put their faith in something meaningful
because militant bullies already decided their fate.
tribal, civil and world wars;
it is inconceivable how we take every opportunity
to destroy the shores that welcome every culture.
we see nothing but the worse in each other,
yet we spend millions in an attempt to witness beauty
in all that lies outside, out there in space.
when the beauty we’ve been overlooking
resides inside each one of us;
and if we took the time to gently whisper
words of empowerment,
then we’d be the ones floating in Heavenly bliss
because we’d know the meaning of PEACE.