The Call for Peace
atLast night I attended a powerful vigil addressing the conflict in Ukraine. It took place in Hove Methodist Church, and a great many people attended. People now need to gather to resonate with the sorrow that this war is inflicting… We all feel the pain in so many ways. I read a couple of prayers, but the prayer I had intended to read seemed too strong for that gentle company. Here it is.
A Call for Peace
Sometimes a prayer is a poem; sometimes a poem is a prayer
We need compassion
And we need peace
To kindle kindness
In the glare of war
The heat is cruel
Fire and brimstone rip and burn
Backwards and forwards we go
Goose steps, trench warfare
Arguments, supporters, twisting history
Fine fortunes, fine killing machines
Delivering death to the door
On the street
The talk is of tanks advancing
The sacrifice of self-destruction
Taking innocence with him
A weeping cry of love
Lost in the stuttering racket
Of smoke and sorrow
Because of all this
For century after century
We map-out our demands
We want peace
Sanctuary
Forgiveness
Closure of conflict
Let the tanks rust away
Make war a friendly ball game
Let flowers grow on death’s pathways
We want peace
From our hearts
We ask for glory
Glorious transformation
So that the warmongers relent
The peacemakers are blessed
The casualties are healed
And we have calm
And in our souls
We open up to hope
The warmth and light of goodwill
Perfect peace
Now… and for all time
Amen
