There are no words, nothing to write.
There is no anger and no fright.
Peace abounds within my heart.
And God has played a major part.
I could write of terror and killings
For that is our world today.
But it hasn’t touched my feelings
So there is nothing for me to say.
No one wants to hear gladness,
What they want is sadness
I can’t oblige your needs
I can’t pluck those weeds.
I just wanted to write words
So I let them just flow.
I don’t want any awards
But, then, who’s to know.