Sunday, November 23, 2008

wa 3 rough draft

Peace.
When a thousand screaming voice, meet comfort.
When no one dies from idle causes in dejected ways.
Peace is the absence of suffering, and fear, and hate.
In the walls of peace despair dissipates.
In the ways of peace anguish and agony are letters fit together with no meaning.
In peace the
afflicted, agonized, ailing, disconsolate, discontented, distressed, downcast, forlorn, hopeless, hurt, ill, injured, melancholy, mournful, pained, pathetic, pitiable, racked, rueful, sad, sick, sorrowful, strained, suffering, tormented, tortured, tragic, troubled, woebegone, wounded, and wretched find solace.
The desolate halls of misery are torn down and rebuilt.
The whole world is torn down a rebuilt.
Peace cleanses us and makes us new.
When the world is washed with peace it will finally be restored.

1 comment:

Ms. Wiesner said...

"When a thousand screaming voice(s),"

Very nice, "In the walls of peace despair dissipates."

Somehow some of your words turned black and can only be read by highlighting.

Read the stanza with the list aloud. Think about rhythm in your line breaks.