The year is new! It’s newly new! For you!
So will you don the iron glove? Or love?
Seek peace on earth? Pursue revenge? Eschew
The beauty all around, beneath, above?
Go listen to the siren song of hate?
Or sing and dance with birds and bees and cease?
The endless tired march of war’s sad fate?
Gain wounds & burns; mouth words that lie or peace?
The winds that swirl around this world bring rain
Refreshing water to the thirsty crowd.
And will the winds dispel the angry brain
Made mad by beating drums, exploding loud?
That choice is hers and his and mine and thine.
Let’s let life breathe and grow; let blossoms shine!
petersironwood 