Many wait for others,
For serenity or peace,
To breathe a sigh of relief,
And to lead a happy life,
But they themselves are responsible,
To make things quite possible,
Yes,
Every ounce of peace matters,
But the question is,
Where this yummy meal of mind emanates from,
Addis Ababa, Toronto, Paris, Moscow or Rome,
Who also beats against it a drum,
A combatant, an artist, a minister, journalist or groom,
Who spoils it or who can nurture,
Are animals, human beings or nature?
Most definitely,
Even quite surely,
Nature has thus provided people, all human race,
With stability or absolute peace,
Conversely most, human sense of jealousy,
Self-centered character,
Greedy and bossy future,
Diabolic spirit and worthless counter,
Sly approach,
Power monger posture,
Make compatriots, innocent citizens,
Fellow relatives all the time restless,
Pretty destitute, dead and even homeless,
If one is committed to have clear mind,
Eager to recover and find,
What is blessed and good?
Thinking out of self-box,
Simple to the crux,
To locally, nationally, even globally create peace,
As peace is equal with air, food
And all life necessities,
Every ounce of peace matters!
Prettily counts,
Then life happily persists.
Via converting the heinous into blessings!!!
BY MENGESHA AMARE
THE ETHIOPIAN HERALD SATURDAY 30 MARCH 2024
