Winds of Fire

A Poem by Michael Crawford

The winds of fire run long and deep

From across the ocean, it cannot be ignored

To make a change, indeed a giant leap

Even to sit still, you cannot become bored

Leaders wait for hope and change

Their inaction cannot be the cure

Some of them can say, conditions over there are only strange

Change must happen, this is for sure

Hate must change to love, for your fellow man

A heavy task to all, all that stay in the fight

Some say they can’t, but most know, you can, with a pause, you really can

People can do this by not losing sight

Love for one another must never stop

It is the thread that holds us together

Like with many seeds, you can grow a large crop

Other seeds will spread in other places in the air, like a feather

One must ask why people want to fight

You will fight to protect those you love

I look out my window, I see a child flying a kite

A white bird flies, it is beautiful, a dove

Things will change, this is for sure

Everyone know this, it is part of our lives

We see the birth of life, oh so very pure

Some of us wait for that wonderful day to arrive

The winds of fire will someday subside

Peace will eventually come to a land and its people

Hate, not love will find another place to hide

Peace can be found in many places, even under a steeple

Someday, all will say, enough is enough

People grow tired of death and destruction

But in the meantime, those in the fight say things remain tough

To begin, a solution must be a reduction

People are wonderful in their own unique way

Love, trust and aid cannot go unseen

You read and see in the media everyday

It truly is part of our being.

I know there must be victory for one side to win

To save face is important indeed

We will see brave men and women line up to receive a pin

Within the audience, others will think or say, God speed.