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

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