The Planet

This poem is based on a bedtime story I told my children….
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Let me introduce you to a planet
Made up of two races
One made of lava
The other with rocky bodies and faces

These two groups
Have a long standing fight
That has lasted for years
Each group believed they were right

No one really knew
How the ancient quarrel started
Just that one time they were unified
And now they were parted

Old Legends told
of a race long ago
A peaceful nation
Who had a glossy glow

Day after day
The two people groups would meet
On the battlefield to fight
Chanting “war” rhythmically to the beat

In the heat of battle
The two groups would clash
The matches would be quick
and would be done in a flash

One day a strange man
Came from over the hill
And met the two groups
Who both were ready to kill

This man seemed different
He had a smooth and rocky look
He shine was brilliant
Everyone’s attention he took

Somehow he stopped the commotion
The groups stopped to hear
He yelled “HALT!” at full blast
He gained everyone’s ear

This man had an idea
One that may do the trick
He knew it sounded crazy
But they had nothing else to pick

He told them to form two lines
Each facing the other team
Then told them to embrace
No matter how unnatural it seamed

With frowns and complaints
The first few locked arms
Then something amazing happened
That caused them no harm

Both groups transformed
And changed to something new
And looked like this strange man
Shiny like morning dew

This was the race
Of the stories from before
The peaceful obsidian race
They heard about in lore

Then immediately
All in attendance complied
Both groups came over
to the other groups side

Putting down their weapons
And finding common ground
Both sides were transformed
And enduring change was found

The moral of the story
If you cannot see
Is that sometimes acceptance
Can change you and me.

Peace on Earth

We say we want peace
Peace on earth and good will
For the final defeat of darkness
And the end of evil

We gather around in circles
Holding hands in unity
Saying we believe in hope
And all the great things that should be

We desperately want change
and want the bad to be still
But we get incredibly upset
When people go against our will

We love telling the world
What things need to occur
It is easy to dictate what’s right
Even if we are not sure

We often shake our fists
When things don’t go right
We stomp our feet
And look for a fight

We huff and puff
And attempt to destroy
But then look in the mirror
And realize we have lost our joy

You see…if we were to be honest
And finally give up the lie
We would realize we could have chosen right
Every single time

When we pray for peace
And good to rule
Let’s not kid ourselves
Or act like a fool

We are the ones who
choose right and wrong
We make the decision
To even bring others along

So don’t pray for peace
If you are not willing to submit
Look at your own actions
And make sure your light is lit.

 

-Landon DeCrastos