Cloud Of Peace Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Flying across the heavens on a cloud of peace, seeking to
find a place to alight for a while.

Somewhere I can bask in serenity and become calm again,
away from other people, on a distant shore, another
horizon where I can be alone to think and ponder what life
is supposed to be like.

This darkness setting over me, isn't supposed to happen,
yet it has, why can't unholy people stay together far away
from normal, struggling people?

Being tattered and torn by words of absolute morons, thrown
to the wind, no thought of another's feelings or pain.

Vindictive personalities holding babies inside their wombs -
what kind of monster children are going to be born to this
type of person?