Member Poem

History's pages, stained with strife,
Cry out for change, a gentler life.
We've climbed so high, yet still we fall,
Divided by an unseen wall.
But peace, oh peace, it calls our name,
A whispered hope, a steady flame.
In every heart, in every land,
It waits for us to understand.
Our differences, a rainbow's hue,
Should bind us close, not cleave us two.
For in our bones, beneath our skin,
We share the light that burns within.
So let us reach across the void,
And grasp the hands we once avoided.
For peace is not a distant star,
But here, within us, where we are.
Rise up, mankind, with one voice sing,
Of peace, the balm that healing brings.
Together stand, no more apart,
Peace starts with us, within each heart.