Thank you, ~~Eddie, (Dark Blue Knight), for this beautiful award.

PLEASE RELOAD/REFRESH

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame
through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.

I watch the leaves of autumn
tumble gently to the ground
They drift oh so quietly-I don't hear a sound

Who would think that destruction and dying are everywhere
How could this peaceful season be riddled with despair?

How can my heart keep on beating
when so many are stilled
How do I justify my living while children are killed


What right do I have to go on day to day
When powerful cities are no more
When there seems to be so much heartache
~and the ever present war

How do I look at my children
and assure them all's well
When deep down I know
some are living in hell

The crisp air of Autumn
replaces summer's haze
but so much of the air is polluted
from man's own selfish ways

We live in America-most powerful country on earth
but we ruin it with greed
and with God-awful self-worth.

Is it any wonder that, according to some
We're living our last days
with judgement soon to come

~Is it a surprise that the longer we live
the more we ignore
and the less we give
~when what seems important are material things
~ the craving for what the good life brings?

Soon winter's chill will fill the air
with snow white blankets everywhere
and will there be no more heartache?
MAY PEACE BE EVERYWHERE!

All Rights Reserved-Kacey