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‘Not to win’ by Karen Rees

August 20, 2014

An entry in our poetry competition:


Not To Win
Peace, that elusive beast

With devil horns and cloven feet

Droning lies and bully’s bleat,

Not a treaty to entreat.


Peace, that itchy spirit

With dark tactics and true grit,

Winning allies, then forced to submit,

Thrown trussed into a pit.


Peace, a willing accomplice

With turned cheek and pearl necklace,

Tantalizing in her bliss,

Not an easily won mistress.


Peace, that battle raging within

Each soul on earth, needs quieting,

Breaking bread not to win

But begin again, an offering.


©  Karen Rees (Woodville)


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