Long Poem For Peace (PT6) I am a child then I am a child now begging you to understand what you do when you speak of hate open the gate loose this beast unleash this tempest this insanity transferred around the circle of time give in to this destruction, embrace this passion of love gone to hell behold I am yours who am I ? war hate that flings a child snatched from his mother's arms into a well and laughs you can not understand I am the new mother listening to the rain on the roof and looking in wonder at the new babe in my arms the night is quiet and peaceful the terrible heat is broken the air is cool and sweet you do not understand time falls into itself it is, as it was, as it will be you decide I am before you in power and mystery I am not easy or pleasant no American reality television splatted with the blood of an Afghan bride would scream across the air waves into oblivion you can not comprehend (but you will) see the blood stain