Peace on Earth 

Peace on Earth 

The laundry soap‘ll hardly pour
When it’s as cold as this it’s thick
And white as wax when — well
It had to be a green cat
Candle the last of the red ones
Ears were smashed
And peace on earth my friend won’t come
Until we stop worshipping
Work and war, she says:
If that’s so obvious
Why must I keep repeating it ?
Dispensing hand made stop signs
And commands:
Take these to the corners
Of the earth
And shut the engines for
A moment it’s quiet
And we can hear the wretched retch
In rooms next door
And branches crackIe
Down the street, aflame

 

Elliot Sperber is a writer, attorney, and adjunct professor. He lives in New York City and can be reached at elliot.sperber@gmail.com and on twitter @elliot_sperber

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