Eyes Of Our Maker

I fall headlong into a well of despair
The suffering I see is too hard to bear
I wish men would learn how to get along
Stop fighting and doing others wrong
Beauty is in living respectful contented lives
Where the will to assist each other thrives
Where men just argue the best path to take
They do not end life for killings sake
A world can be created for the benefit of all
Where no unifying opinion is made to feel small
I wish men would learn from the past
See that all manifestations of hate do not last
To destroy so much can never be lauded
In the eyes of our maker peace is to be applauded.
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A poem pacifist extolling the virtues and benefits of peace, and that points out the abomination of war. The men have not learned nor will never learn from the mistakes of the past, today war is a lucrative business that leads men to its self-destruction. The eyes of the creator have been and are murderous and warriors, there is no period in history where the men not be have killed others in the name of its creator. I really like the poem, it is full of good intentions and of humanity.
In Spain they are now 22 hours and night head me fails, despite that I will try to consistently do a translation, says Richard:
“Ojalá todos los hombres aprendieran del pasado y lograran comprender que todas las manifestaciones de odio son un veneno que se revuelve contra quienes lo toman, un Dios destructor e inmisericorde nunca puede ser alabado, a los ojos de nuestro creador todas las manifestaciones de paz merecen un aplauso”
On Earth there are two races, a race of pacifist trying to live and other uncompromising race, murders and non-dialogue.
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Thank you so much for your contribution, and assessment of my efforts ! :)