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12.3
Sound of sirens in my ears...
Gunshots echo from the other side
of the earth.
I am safe,
Yet I see the blood run like wine
d
o
w
n
'Streets paved with gold.'
Dickens' words come true once
again.
I am safe.
In my mind, I dream of doves,
Of peace that fills the valleys, rivers, oceans, and
gas masks.
We are
o
n
e
Never rang so
true.
So, dear Lord,
Let all know what I
know
in my mind.
Amidst the
sirens of the night,
I know
the silence of the night,
in my heart.
I am safe.
Everything is always okay.
Inside myself, I see
Love
is the only way.
We will live in harmony.
Written by Fiona Smith