Without Peaceful Thoughts Poem by Stephanie Apila

Not in those days, not a single hour
Time to be cheerful wasn't planned for
Festivities were not on any one's time table
Only war and terror had the attention of society.

The scent of peace was never ever sniffed
Brains vibrated from the sound of gun shots
A journey arose at any miniature,
To no peaceful premeditated destination.

Minds were immersed in war and how to be safe,
Not even a baby had peace in his life
As though they knew how hard it was
Hard for one to have peaceful thoughts.
STEPHANIE APILA