366 Poems: December 24th, 2016

Peace At Last

We never have much time

to sleep,

because we only have so much time

to live.

And we can spend it how we want–

looking at phones,

arguing about politics,

wishing for more rest,

more time,

to say the very least.

But tonight we spend it looking at the stars

on every corner of the Earth,

and though I know

that our lives are anything but equal,

I like to think for once

that we are

at peace.

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