My Ark

My Ark

There need be no flood,
 No water around  
For me to build my ark.

There is danger enough

On the expanse of our ground

For me to make a start.

No spears, no knives, no guns

No greed

Will come aboard this ship.

All kinds of kind

Will sit inside

While man’s cruel reign still drips.

Copyright LJ 2017 
 From The Gold Leaf