I cannot hear the peace
In the roar of
the drums
I cannot see the peace
in the brightness of
the bombs
I cannot taste the peace
in the bitterness of
the hatred
My heart cannot feel the peace
in the rough textures of
the street
And I cannot smell the peace
amid the tears of
the gas
such rocky souls we are
when children gather to throw
rocks at
tanks
– David Jackson
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