“Looking for peace…”

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There are times when the struggle, brings struggle and trying to understand we create our own confusion.

“Looking for peace…”

 

 

 Beckoning tomorrow to be in my grasp,

  i struggle through today.

Unsure that surely, a new son must come.

I am the plaintiff…

 

Calling on yesterday, for misconstrued strength

And tuning in on “W-hy-You”,

 i play defendant too…

 

Pleading; lost cause in small claims court?

An abject case, dismissed in short!

 

My judge, a black robe–though plain in face.

A deadlocked jury scrutinizing my case…

They threw me out, saying;

“This, is much more then a small paper chase!”

 


And then, they titled it “Justice”.

 

 

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Jeffrey Byron Queenan

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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