Peace

A man who uses a sword
Is afraid for his life
A man of peace
Sees no enemies.

A man of violence
Is hollow within
A man that owns a quiet spirit
Has time to rejoice.

- HRM Deborah

Commentary
This poem was written in about 1998, when I was wishing the war in Israel was over and everyone could have peace as well as everyone would be happy with each other again and it has came true in part; for those who wish us harm is still with us; too one day, I hope even they will see.

This particular poem has a twofold meaning of the difference between good and bad people in the world and the wish for good instead of the bad; which not only gives one peace, but tranquility.