Poem: Dream of goodness

By Jack Brummet

We edge toward goodness;
The time of mindless division
Draws to an end.

We shuffle toward the day
We throw the rifles down
And Moslem, Christian, Jew, atheist,

Infidel, Catholic and Baptist
Stand together,
Shuck the bonds of money, oil,

Lust, ambition, and madness,
And give each other bear hugs
As we watch the leaders

Who trundled off
Onto a boat that takes them away
To that cold island far across the sea.
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