Through all the violence put before our eyes and ears, may we hear nothing more... Instead: Let there be songs of freedom. Let us embrace each other. Let there be love. Let there be peace. Let it be. Stand Tall by Kim Buskala Why all the violence The blood shed Such shame To prove we are strong We are here to win The hearts of many Shattered with a single shot A bullet to the head A bomb This ain't Love It's war This ain't Peace It's friction It's tension It's more I don't get it I never will What if we choose to do nothing But stand still Not to embrace An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth A hand or a foot Is this progress or stagnation? Still is still moving. (Find more of Kim's poetry in our new book! Just click here ) Kim Buskala : “ I consider myself a free spirit, I fly by the seat of my pants. I have always known that I was going to be married and raise some awes...
Women's Spiritual Poetry