White Dove
I saw a white dove flying as it followed summer’s breeze…
Flying upward swiftly beyond the tallest trees…
I had just read the headlines of more attacks close to Beirut…
Escalating headlines that portray a point that’s mute…
Oh…such true frustration to anticipate what’s next,
Each day that comes and goes now, keeps me quite perplexed…
Why does the world stand still, it seems, to simply watch this horror…
with so much wrath and pain unleashed destroying their tomorrow?
I feel my heart ooze with pain, as I watched the white doves path…
I felt a little weary and fell into a sleep,
And in my dreams I watched you fly, but then began to weep…
Watching as you flew away, so far from unknown wrath!
Succumbing to the bombs and guns and all that’s in their path…
I think of all the people, who I know and love and care…
So worried for their safety, it fills me with despair…
I see the pictures, hear the news, and see the mother’s tears,
And wonder how this world stands by asleep, while so many live in fear…
White Dove out there way beyond, from distant sounds of guns,
Away from crumbled buildings where Mother’s clutch dead sons.
The screeching rockets, bombs and trucks, rumbling through the streets,
Destroying Mother Natures life…and burning children’s feet.
You’re out there high above the clouds and though you cannot see…
The hope for Peace and Love has waned, though it’s still alive in me.
At night you travel through my dreams as innocents are killed…
Unaware from high above that blood and death has spilled…
Looking down from up above, he hears the screams and cries…
I’m waking now and feel the pain of war, and how dear this violence costs…
And can’t find comfort anywhere for all the souls so lost.
Wide awake, I sit here, compassionate, yet weak…
There’s so much human suffering, I simply cannot speak…
I saw a white dove flying as it followed summer’s breeze…
Flying upward swiftly as I fall onto my knees!
Joanne Tawfilis
August 2, 2006
