My Voice Is
My voice is a thing it took me a long time to find. I could not speak until Creativity found me, I found Creativity, and it became my vocal cords.
Sage Hardiman
Pennsylvania
My Voice Is
My voice is a thing it took me a long time to find. I could not speak until Creativity found me, I found Creativity, and it became my vocal cords.
Sage Hardiman
Pennsylvania
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
Love …..
What is love ?
We say we know it
And feel it.
I don’t think I’ve felt it …
Maybe caring…
but is that love?
What do you feel when you think of love?
Emotive as I may be,
Auspicious it all seems …
So delirious …
Driven mad by querying…
What is love?
I search for an answer,
A foundation built on health, plans
And good manner…
What is love?
They say love without sacrifice,
isn’t love at all.
I don’t think we know love,
But that’s a fact to me..
And no one else….
Alyja G.
Buffalo, NY
My Voice stands for
Love …..
What is love ?
We say we know it
And feel it.
I don’t think I’ve felt it …
Maybe caring…
but is that love?
What do you feel when you think of love?
Emotive as I may be,
Auspicious it all seems …
So delirious …
Driven mad by querying…
What is love?
I search for an answer,
A foundation built on health, plans
And good manner…
What is love?
They say love without sacrifice,
isn’t love at all.
I don’t think we know love,
But that’s a fact to me..
And no one else….
Alyja G.
Buffalo, NY
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Consider this …
A path that resembles fiction …
Yellow brick road …
Emerald skyscrapers glisten …
The kingdom gathers on an arc …
The infamous drowned …
Ships of peace float above all
That we’ve ever known …
What lurks in depths
Defeated by the organs in the chest ….
The heart seems to be the most important …
Lungs matter…
What matters …
To all of them,
To all of me
My rhyme schemes seem incomplete …
Memories gallop to the beat,
Of a murmur ….
To have hope post-exposure,
Is like a dope fein saying they’ll get sober
Happily
a different breed
Striving to be an Ivy League …
In structures that weren’t built for me…
I bleed greens …
Rhythm and blues surrounding…
Trees
How do they feel?
We see them?
Do they see us ?
Yeah, I’m existential …
Dust and leaves uplift …
I’m swirled into a world of trust …
Because I trust them
Yet they don’t trust me …
We fail them
and expect minimalists to succeed us ….
Why?
Where did it go wrong?
We can play in oceans
And sing campfire songs …
But what does that do ?
Their aura is longing for
Something that we took long ago
Give and take…
Everyone wants to be hopeful …
But we take …
Autumn comes back ….
Warmer than years before ….
I don’t think they’ll forgive us ….
We sit in desire and temptation …
Conspire with organizations ….
Making attempts towards salvation ….
But what about them …
Label everything for our own patience …
Scared of labellessly living …
These realizations are burnt …
Ashes to ashes …
Will we ever learn ?
When all we do is take ..
Treehuggers had a point …
Radical yet more sane..
Give and take ..
Lust not love …
Give and take …
Everything is on us.
Alyja G.
Buffalo, NY
Give & Take
Consider this …
A path that resembles fiction …
Yellow brick road …
Emerald skyscrapers glisten …
The kingdom gathers on an arc …
The infamous drowned …
Ships of peace float above all
That we’ve ever known …
What lurks in depths
Defeated by the organs in the chest ….
The heart seems to be the most important …
Lungs matter…
What matters …
To all of them,
To all of me
My rhyme schemes seem incomplete …
Memories gallop to the beat,
Of a murmur ….
To have hope post-exposure,
Is like a dope fein saying they’ll get sober
Happily
a different breed
Striving to be an Ivy League …
In structures that weren’t built for me…
I bleed greens …
Rhythm and blues surrounding…
Trees
How do they feel?
We see them?
Do they see us ?
Yeah, I’m existential …
Dust and leaves uplift …
I’m swirled into a world of trust …
Because I trust them
Yet they don’t trust me …
We fail them
and expect minimalists to succeed us ….
Why?
Where did it go wrong?
We can play in oceans
And sing campfire songs …
But what does that do ?
Their aura is longing for
Something that we took long ago
Give and take…
Everyone wants to be hopeful …
But we take …
Autumn comes back ….
Warmer than years before ….
I don’t think they’ll forgive us ….
We sit in desire and temptation …
Conspire with organizations ….
Making attempts towards salvation ….
But what about them …
Label everything for our own patience …
Scared of labellessly living …
These realizations are burnt …
Ashes to ashes …
Will we ever learn ?
When all we do is take ..
Treehuggers had a point …
Radical yet more sane..
Give and take ..
Lust not love …
Give and take …
Everything is on us.
Alyja G.
Buffalo, NY
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
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Global Peace Poem
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I Want
the power tripping to stop
Joanne Feenstra
Slocan, BC Canada
I Want
the power tripping to stop
Joanne Feenstra
Slocan, BC Canada
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I Want
The quiet thing in the buried in the Burrell
Kenyatta
Twinsburg, Ohio
I Want
The quiet thing in the buried in the Burrell
Kenyatta
Twinsburg, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
Streams
Hannah
Bentonville, AR
My Voice
Streams
Hannah
Bentonville, AR
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
Peace, Justice, and love for people
Raina and Erin
Pittsburgh
My Voice stands for
Peace, Justice, and love for people
Raina and Erin
Pittsburgh
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My Voice Is
the low murmur of wind or maybe the unending white noise of a brook. Small, but there.
Cece
Boonton
My Voice Is
the low murmur of wind or maybe the unending white noise of a brook. Small, but there.
Cece
Boonton
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
the birds to sing prayers. For them to answered by the wind.
Nicole Markert
Philadelphia
I Want
the birds to sing prayers. For them to answered by the wind.
Nicole Markert
Philadelphia
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
Whispers
Nick
England
My Voice
Whispers
Nick
England
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for all the children lost to time.
For all the hearts that ceased to beat
Once the tyrant came swooping down.
My voice stands for young and old,
Torn apart by Caesar.
For they were taken far too soon,
And we will ever miss them.
Heather R. Sutherin
Petersburg, OH
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for all the children lost to time.
For all the hearts that ceased to beat
Once the tyrant came swooping down.
My voice stands for young and old,
Torn apart by Caesar.
For they were taken far too soon,
And we will ever miss them.
Heather R. Sutherin
Petersburg, OH
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Give the eggs heavy with red dye/ etched with ornate houses and woods/ give fields of sunflowers waving gently to their neighbors/ take the boots and fill them / with dirt and chicken feed that we might sit together simply in peace
Shari
Give & Take
Give the eggs heavy with red dye/ etched with ornate houses and woods/ give fields of sunflowers waving gently to their neighbors/ take the boots and fill them / with dirt and chicken feed that we might sit together simply in peace
Shari
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
Pandemonium. My voice doesn’t retreat though it is quiet at first. It notices and names - unfair, not nice, too narrow there. Then reaches a calm yet more elevated level…redirecting, beyond the purely personal to the purposeful positive. I practice peace.
El
Plainsboro
My Voice
Pandemonium. My voice doesn’t retreat though it is quiet at first. It notices and names - unfair, not nice, too narrow there. Then reaches a calm yet more elevated level…redirecting, beyond the purely personal to the purposeful positive. I practice peace.
El
Plainsboro
Global Peace Poem
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Repetition
My voice is sometimes shadow but filled with light, light, light…
Adrienne S. Wallner
Hazelhurst, WI
Repetition
My voice is sometimes shadow but filled with light, light, light…
Adrienne S. Wallner
Hazelhurst, WI
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a steadfast current weaving through the ocean
Someone
My Voice Is
My voice is a steadfast current weaving through the ocean
Someone
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is my voice
Wer
My Voice Is
My voice is my voice
Wer
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
My father was a guardsman in Ohio. When
He died he gave me his lifetime
Of grief and guilt. Reader:
Take my own grief, my own
Confession.
When my father died he said:
‘I’m sorry’. I answered
‘You should be.’
Andy Smart
St Louis, Mo
Give & Take
My father was a guardsman in Ohio. When
He died he gave me his lifetime
Of grief and guilt. Reader:
Take my own grief, my own
Confession.
When my father died he said:
‘I’m sorry’. I answered
‘You should be.’
Andy Smart
St Louis, Mo
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want the right whales to survive long after the fishermen have died
kali
Usa
I Want
I want the right whales to survive long after the fishermen have died
kali
Usa
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Take back once happy memories tainted by sour secrets and give sickeningly sweet smiles to those without crow’s feet.
Sidney
Maryland
Give & Take
Take back once happy memories tainted by sour secrets and give sickeningly sweet smiles to those without crow’s feet.
Sidney
Maryland
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Take away my worn suitcase and mend its long-suffering seams, give me my homeland, years after exile, green and anew, free.
AliBi
Taipei
Give & Take
Take away my worn suitcase and mend its long-suffering seams, give me my homeland, years after exile, green and anew, free.
AliBi
Taipei
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Take back the shells and bombs on civilian cities and give us happy sunshine on our necks
Marlene Miller
West Grove, PA
Give & Take
Take back the shells and bombs on civilian cities and give us happy sunshine on our necks
Marlene Miller
West Grove, PA
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Take this trembling hand, this cracked sorrow, these endless tears
Take this rage and villainous violence unbounded
Take this hate, this hopelessness, this horror
Take this, the cruelest inclination of humankind
Take this war
Give us back love
Our mothers, our brothers
Give us healing from this loss
Give us back our childhoods
Give us vision in times of ignorance
Understanding, we trade for this neglect
Let us light a match to break this darkness
Every spark starts with sacrifice
This world has taken mine
Oh, heavens, hear this cry
Isn’t it time? Tell me it’s time.
Give us some joy
Give us some peace
Give us back a sunrise to end this vile night
sensitiv&aphiliated
Philly
Give & Take
Take this trembling hand, this cracked sorrow, these endless tears
Take this rage and villainous violence unbounded
Take this hate, this hopelessness, this horror
Take this, the cruelest inclination of humankind
Take this war
Give us back love
Our mothers, our brothers
Give us healing from this loss
Give us back our childhoods
Give us vision in times of ignorance
Understanding, we trade for this neglect
Let us light a match to break this darkness
Every spark starts with sacrifice
This world has taken mine
Oh, heavens, hear this cry
Isn’t it time? Tell me it’s time.
Give us some joy
Give us some peace
Give us back a sunrise to end this vile night
sensitiv&aphiliated
Philly
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
like a flower.
Alice
Accra
My Voice Is
like a flower.
Alice
Accra
Global Peace Poem
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Repetition
My voice is my life, my life, my life.
Efua Bondziwa
Accra, Ghana West Africa
Repetition
My voice is my life, my life, my life.
Efua Bondziwa
Accra, Ghana West Africa
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want the turtles to lay their eggs and rest. I want the calm of the waters to teach us to be still to be okay with less
Esther Kim
Port Washington, NY
I Want
I want the turtles to lay their eggs and rest. I want the calm of the waters to teach us to be still to be okay with less
Esther Kim
Port Washington, NY
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
a brick in the wall. Sturdy and rough to the touch
Abbey
Jamestown
My Voice Is
a brick in the wall. Sturdy and rough to the touch
Abbey
Jamestown
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is that of all the lovers of Peace in the world! We are the largest orchestra in
Ada Aharoni
Haifa, Israel
My Voice Is
My voice is that of all the lovers of Peace in the world! We are the largest orchestra in
Ada Aharoni
Haifa, Israel
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for dreams - priceless.
Wake up and watch the sun rise above.
Soul, open your eyes and surf in the wind.
Don't make a refuge from disillusionment,
For nothing do not unwind in a deluge.
Believe in those dreams whose plans you did set.
Don't give up on your perfect world.
Never give up on going your way.
Believe that on every corner you will find your breath.
Close your eyes and surrender your soul to the voice,
And dream that nobody can take from you what you decide.
Shreesham Pandey
India
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for dreams - priceless.
Wake up and watch the sun rise above.
Soul, open your eyes and surf in the wind.
Don't make a refuge from disillusionment,
For nothing do not unwind in a deluge.
Believe in those dreams whose plans you did set.
Don't give up on your perfect world.
Never give up on going your way.
Believe that on every corner you will find your breath.
Close your eyes and surrender your soul to the voice,
And dream that nobody can take from you what you decide.
Shreesham Pandey
India
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
a barren desert
Heather
USA
My Voice Is
a barren desert
Heather
USA
Global Peace Poem
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Repetition
My voice is echoing echoing echoing
Cynthia Robertson
Port Townsend, WA
Repetition
My voice is echoing echoing echoing
Cynthia Robertson
Port Townsend, WA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is an open door. You are welcome here.
Richard Beardsley
Gainesville Florida, USA
My Voice Is
My voice is an open door. You are welcome here.
Richard Beardsley
Gainesville Florida, USA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is quiet. You can see it in my eyes or feel it in the touch of my hand.
Barb Kerkhoff
Gainesville FL
My Voice Is
My voice is quiet. You can see it in my eyes or feel it in the touch of my hand.
Barb Kerkhoff
Gainesville FL
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
a single leaf,
that is both
the season
and the change itself,
a force of nature
expected
but never prepared for
Sylvia Clark
Kent, Ohio
My Voice Is
a single leaf,
that is both
the season
and the change itself,
a force of nature
expected
but never prepared for
Sylvia Clark
Kent, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
for my human brethren
that have yet to find theirs.
For my siblings still in their closets
And those still forced to live in fear.
I will use my voice to stand for you.
Jacob Dudley
Rootstown, OH
My Voice stands for
for my human brethren
that have yet to find theirs.
For my siblings still in their closets
And those still forced to live in fear.
I will use my voice to stand for you.
Jacob Dudley
Rootstown, OH
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
My voice was left behind
in the stone walls
of Washington National Cathedral
joining the voices
of Oberlin students and faculty
singing Mozart's Requiem
on May 10, 1970
in response
to the deaths
at Kent State,
Cambodia,
Viet Nam,
and all unwanted
wars.
Nancy Bick Clark
Newport, KY
My Voice
My voice was left behind
in the stone walls
of Washington National Cathedral
joining the voices
of Oberlin students and faculty
singing Mozart's Requiem
on May 10, 1970
in response
to the deaths
at Kent State,
Cambodia,
Viet Nam,
and all unwanted
wars.
Nancy Bick Clark
Newport, KY
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want the voices of the Black United Students (BUS) 1969-1970 from KSU to resound globally in student leadership and resilience in that not one of them was lost on May 4th due to their sensibilities in knowing not one Black student should show for the protest; instead they all survived and stayed alive!!
Dorcus Johnson
Cleveland, Ohio, USA
I Want
I want the voices of the Black United Students (BUS) 1969-1970 from KSU to resound globally in student leadership and resilience in that not one of them was lost on May 4th due to their sensibilities in knowing not one Black student should show for the protest; instead they all survived and stayed alive!!
Dorcus Johnson
Cleveland, Ohio, USA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is quiet, unassuming, a whisper reaching through the dark, yearning to be heard.
Edward Wood
Akron, OH
My Voice Is
My voice is quiet, unassuming, a whisper reaching through the dark, yearning to be heard.
Edward Wood
Akron, OH
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice stills the wind
Ann Marie
Connecticut
My Voice Is
My voice stills the wind
Ann Marie
Connecticut
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
a product of those I surround myself with.
Adam
Youngstown
My Voice Is
a product of those I surround myself with.
Adam
Youngstown
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a quiet shadow awakened by the sun.
Marla Weisberg
Beachwood, Ohio
My Voice Is
My voice is a quiet shadow awakened by the sun.
Marla Weisberg
Beachwood, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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Repetition
so many wars
so little peace
so many flags
so much to learn
Chris Flynn
Clermont
Repetition
so many wars
so little peace
so many flags
so much to learn
Chris Flynn
Clermont
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a wind and blue in the heart of humanity to heal your pain that bleeding, my voice is breezing peace in every innocent victim
Erkut Tokman
İstanbul, Turkey
My Voice Is
My voice is a wind and blue in the heart of humanity to heal your pain that bleeding, my voice is breezing peace in every innocent victim
Erkut Tokman
İstanbul, Turkey
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is the hum of highway traffic, loud and constant
Jordan
Oberlin
My Voice Is
My voice is the hum of highway traffic, loud and constant
Jordan
Oberlin
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice will serve as beacon/ for those marginalized. My voice/ will help right the wrongs created by society/ My voice does not bend, bow,/ but break for those who are lost in this pandemic./ Students, you matter./ Let my voice be the light you so desperately crave.
Anthony Matejcic
Mentor, OH
My Voice stands for
My voice will serve as beacon/ for those marginalized. My voice/ will help right the wrongs created by society/ My voice does not bend, bow,/ but break for those who are lost in this pandemic./ Students, you matter./ Let my voice be the light you so desperately crave.
Anthony Matejcic
Mentor, OH
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the film crews working 20+ hours a day
7 days a week
Facing abuses
Physical and emotional
So they can feed their families.
Peter
Cleveland
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the film crews working 20+ hours a day
7 days a week
Facing abuses
Physical and emotional
So they can feed their families.
Peter
Cleveland
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the students who feel worthless because of a standardized test score that inaccurately measured their knowledge. You are worthy and more than a test score.
Bailey McKarns
Carrollton, OH
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the students who feel worthless because of a standardized test score that inaccurately measured their knowledge. You are worthy and more than a test score.
Bailey McKarns
Carrollton, OH
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
my voice is a ray of sunshine/ using its light and warmth to cover the world/ my voice is the birds song/ offering harmony to those who care to listen/ my voice tells my story/ to teach/ to comfort/ to sing/ but my voice is not the only voice/ my voice encourages the voices of others
krista harland
north canton ohio
My Voice Is
my voice is a ray of sunshine/ using its light and warmth to cover the world/ my voice is the birds song/ offering harmony to those who care to listen/ my voice tells my story/ to teach/ to comfort/ to sing/ but my voice is not the only voice/ my voice encourages the voices of others
krista harland
north canton ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is hidden just beneath the water. / My voice is waves crashing over pointed rocks.
Madi
Pittsburgh
My Voice Is
My voice is hidden just beneath the water. / My voice is waves crashing over pointed rocks.
Madi
Pittsburgh
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My Voice is a quiet church mouse, hiding in the walls.
My Voice is a black line on an empty white page.
Madison
Kent, Ohio
My Voice Is
My Voice is a quiet church mouse, hiding in the walls.
My Voice is a black line on an empty white page.
Madison
Kent, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice, is our voice. A chorus in unity ~ May Peace Prevail on Earth.
Lisa Huber
Roxbury, CT
My Voice Is
My voice, is our voice. A chorus in unity ~ May Peace Prevail on Earth.
Lisa Huber
Roxbury, CT
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a mother
guarding children like
a sheet spread over
narcissus buds for
overnight April frost.
Kerry Trautman
Findlay, OH, USA
My Voice Is
My voice is a mother
guarding children like
a sheet spread over
narcissus buds for
overnight April frost.
Kerry Trautman
Findlay, OH, USA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for every person who loses their love ones.
Rocio Hernandez
Milpitas California
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for every person who loses their love ones.
Rocio Hernandez
Milpitas California
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for every person who loses their love ones.
Rocio Hernandez
Milpitas California
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for every person who loses their love ones.
Rocio Hernandez
Milpitas California
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want the people fly high without any damage in this world
KARINA OROZCO
milpitas california
I Want
I want the people fly high without any damage in this world
KARINA OROZCO
milpitas california
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a stream run around the world.
Dao Tran
Milpitas
My Voice Is
My voice is a stream run around the world.
Dao Tran
Milpitas
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a mold, stretching out of the darkness
Lyudmilla
Vilnius, Lithuania
My Voice Is
My voice is a mold, stretching out of the darkness
Lyudmilla
Vilnius, Lithuania
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I WANT A END TO MOTHERS SUFFERING UNLESS COUNTRY TAKE CARE ABOUT THIS FACT THERE CAN BE NO PROGRESS IN COMING GENERATION
SUKARMA RANI THAREJA
AHMEDABAD,GUJRAT,INDIA
I Want
I WANT A END TO MOTHERS SUFFERING UNLESS COUNTRY TAKE CARE ABOUT THIS FACT THERE CAN BE NO PROGRESS IN COMING GENERATION
SUKARMA RANI THAREJA
AHMEDABAD,GUJRAT,INDIA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is barely a whisper in a universe of noise. But I shall not be silent.
William J. Anderson
Champlin, MN
My Voice Is
My voice is barely a whisper in a universe of noise. But I shall not be silent.
William J. Anderson
Champlin, MN
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
every cry that has fallen to deaf ears
Tatiana
Miami, FL
My Voice stands for
every cry that has fallen to deaf ears
Tatiana
Miami, FL
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My Voice Is
My voice is wind
4 th G- Old trail school
My Voice Is
My voice is wind
4 th G- Old trail school
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My Voice
my voice says, how much more beautifully broken can we become?
brenda sparks
coburg, oregon, usa
My Voice
my voice says, how much more beautifully broken can we become?
brenda sparks
coburg, oregon, usa
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
my voice stands for the earths existence
brenda sparks
coburg, oregon, usa
My Voice stands for
my voice stands for the earths existence
brenda sparks
coburg, oregon, usa
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I Want
for mothers to stop crying about their childrens futures on an earth expired.
Brenda Sparks
Coburg, Oregon, USA
I Want
for mothers to stop crying about their childrens futures on an earth expired.
Brenda Sparks
Coburg, Oregon, USA
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
In giving of ourselves, we take from the world its shroud of pain.
Ken McAllister
Tucson, Arizona, USA
Give & Take
In giving of ourselves, we take from the world its shroud of pain.
Ken McAllister
Tucson, Arizona, USA
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
a strong mindset without fear of failure.
Yuka
Japan
I Want
a strong mindset without fear of failure.
Yuka
Japan
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a future,
where people's dreams will not be shatterd,
with the ruthless cliché: "life isn't the movies".
My voice stands for that indefinite time,
where everyone,
despite their color, and race and gender,
can raise their voices Olympus high,
and live out their life freely,
without shattering at the
sight of crude reality.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a future,
where people's dreams will not be shatterd,
with the ruthless cliché: "life isn't the movies".
My voice stands for that indefinite time,
where everyone,
despite their color, and race and gender,
can raise their voices Olympus high,
and live out their life freely,
without shattering at the
sight of crude reality.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Lord, take back these stereotypes
that sadly our own kind made ,
do not let us be trapped in our own illusions,
of color and race and gender,
and give us back our lost peace and unity.
This Garden of Eden You've handed over to us,
of which we failed as a gardener,
forgive our ignorant souls,
and implant peace upon us again.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
Give & Take
Lord, take back these stereotypes
that sadly our own kind made ,
do not let us be trapped in our own illusions,
of color and race and gender,
and give us back our lost peace and unity.
This Garden of Eden You've handed over to us,
of which we failed as a gardener,
forgive our ignorant souls,
and implant peace upon us again.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the mother who weeped
over the still body of the soldier boy
whose gold coffin was buried with empty salute,
and for the black girl who lost his father
over a fight not anyone knows - for he was black.
my voice stands to pity
the folly crowds
who exploit stereotypes
and exploit the peace.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the mother who weeped
over the still body of the soldier boy
whose gold coffin was buried with empty salute,
and for the black girl who lost his father
over a fight not anyone knows - for he was black.
my voice stands to pity
the folly crowds
who exploit stereotypes
and exploit the peace.
Michelle Perera
Sri Lanka
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My Voice Is
My voice is a poultice for the pain you carry.
Angela Finn
Kent, Ohio
My Voice Is
My voice is a poultice for the pain you carry.
Angela Finn
Kent, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
take back the virus of greed and give us fresh ocean wave that bring us to meet the octopus
Chihlan Lu
NY, NY
Give & Take
take back the virus of greed and give us fresh ocean wave that bring us to meet the octopus
Chihlan Lu
NY, NY
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want to live in a world filled with compassion and thoughtfulness.
Deidre
Cleveland, OH
I Want
I want to live in a world filled with compassion and thoughtfulness.
Deidre
Cleveland, OH
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My Voice is:
Time Peace Blessed America
Seconds float
Serene Peace
around Clock Wise
Whence Spring Minutes
simmer Summer Hours
Fall onto United States
Thanksgiving
communal bounty
Where WE Winter
HeartBeat Family
Holiday Greetings.
David Lester Young
Austin, Texas
My Voice Is
My Voice is:
Time Peace Blessed America
Seconds float
Serene Peace
around Clock Wise
Whence Spring Minutes
simmer Summer Hours
Fall onto United States
Thanksgiving
communal bounty
Where WE Winter
HeartBeat Family
Holiday Greetings.
David Lester Young
Austin, Texas
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Give & Take
A declaration of mankind: give and take, no heart beats alone
Benjamin
Cleveland, Ohio
Give & Take
A declaration of mankind: give and take, no heart beats alone
Benjamin
Cleveland, Ohio
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My Voice Is
A roaring riptide in an ocean of change
Austin Monigold
New Philadelphia, Ohio
My Voice Is
A roaring riptide in an ocean of change
Austin Monigold
New Philadelphia, Ohio
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for any person who feels less than
Madelynn Jessberger
Kent, Ohio
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for any person who feels less than
Madelynn Jessberger
Kent, Ohio
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My Voice Is
the sunshine on the mountain, My voice is a new day, My voice is a new way, My voice is a bird in the sky, no one can take the freedom away of my voice.
Raghav Sharma
INDIA
My Voice Is
the sunshine on the mountain, My voice is a new day, My voice is a new way, My voice is a bird in the sky, no one can take the freedom away of my voice.
Raghav Sharma
INDIA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a string of pearls that never ends
RebeccaVujanov
Kent,Ohio
My Voice Is
My voice is a string of pearls that never ends
RebeccaVujanov
Kent,Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
My voice cries out for the weary,
For those tortured by hate and destruction.
My voice comforts those who long for a kind word and the appreciation they deserve.
My voice advocates for those who can't speak for themselves,
Even if I stand alone
My voice is a sword, cutting through lies.
My voice is an architect, constantly building and encouraging.
I am my voice.
Grace Koch
Delaware
My Voice
My voice cries out for the weary,
For those tortured by hate and destruction.
My voice comforts those who long for a kind word and the appreciation they deserve.
My voice advocates for those who can't speak for themselves,
Even if I stand alone
My voice is a sword, cutting through lies.
My voice is an architect, constantly building and encouraging.
I am my voice.
Grace Koch
Delaware
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
I want the purple heart I wear to go away, held my head high, a silent concert of valor, while wounded by the draw, of blood that circulated, thru shared organs, willed by that half brain. I want a harmony band, gentle soothing abundant gestures of drifting clouds
Victoria L. Buck
Athens, Ohio
Give & Take
I want the purple heart I wear to go away, held my head high, a silent concert of valor, while wounded by the draw, of blood that circulated, thru shared organs, willed by that half brain. I want a harmony band, gentle soothing abundant gestures of drifting clouds
Victoria L. Buck
Athens, Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the work of advocates,
The sweat of laborers.
The tears of lonely children.
My voice stands for endangered species,
The needs of our planet-home,
For peace among the cultures of the globe.
Samantha Terrell
New York
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the work of advocates,
The sweat of laborers.
The tears of lonely children.
My voice stands for endangered species,
The needs of our planet-home,
For peace among the cultures of the globe.
Samantha Terrell
New York
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
Gather your bullets and melt them with love
Josh Hurand
Tucson, AZ
Give & Take
Gather your bullets and melt them with love
Josh Hurand
Tucson, AZ
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
to take you in my arms, friend. Hold you
so you'll never feel alone again.
January Gill O'Neil
Beverly, MA
I Want
to take you in my arms, friend. Hold you
so you'll never feel alone again.
January Gill O'Neil
Beverly, MA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a more understanding future. My voice stands for a future where Muslims, blacks, Mexicans, the LGBTQ+ community, and anyone who has faced oppression can wake up feeling safe and equal. My voice stands for a world without war, a world without race, and a world where humanity cares more about others than about themselves.
Jillian Cleland
USA
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a more understanding future. My voice stands for a future where Muslims, blacks, Mexicans, the LGBTQ+ community, and anyone who has faced oppression can wake up feeling safe and equal. My voice stands for a world without war, a world without race, and a world where humanity cares more about others than about themselves.
Jillian Cleland
USA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a more understanding future. My voice stands for a future where Muslims, blacks, Mexicans, the LGBTQ+ community, the disabled, and anyone who has faced oppression can wake up feeling safe and equal. My voice stands for a world without war, a world without race, and a world where humanity cares more about others and than about themselves.
Jillian Cleland
USA
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for a more understanding future. My voice stands for a future where Muslims, blacks, Mexicans, the LGBTQ+ community, the disabled, and anyone who has faced oppression can wake up feeling safe and equal. My voice stands for a world without war, a world without race, and a world where humanity cares more about others and than about themselves.
Jillian Cleland
USA
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is a particle of sand, overlooked and lost in the motions
Fred
elsmere
My Voice Is
My voice is a particle of sand, overlooked and lost in the motions
Fred
elsmere
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
My voice winds up the stalk of the bright yellow sunflower
seeking the sun upon me
to illuminate
a truth
I am here now
You are also here
Together we can create beauty
Climb the stalk
reach the light
blossom
Lisa Falk
Tucson, AZ
My Voice
My voice winds up the stalk of the bright yellow sunflower
seeking the sun upon me
to illuminate
a truth
I am here now
You are also here
Together we can create beauty
Climb the stalk
reach the light
blossom
Lisa Falk
Tucson, AZ
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
dances on the dawn of peace.
Rebecca Shuman
Green Valley AZ
My Voice
dances on the dawn of peace.
Rebecca Shuman
Green Valley AZ
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
Working towards a future of no more killing and nonviolence for our fragile planet.
Thomas A. Fee
Freehold, NJ
My Voice stands for
Working towards a future of no more killing and nonviolence for our fragile planet.
Thomas A. Fee
Freehold, NJ
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for true equality. Equality for those who know no support. My voice stands for the voiceless
Missy fontana
Warren Michigan usa
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for true equality. Equality for those who know no support. My voice stands for the voiceless
Missy fontana
Warren Michigan usa
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
Strength across generations to reveal clarity and sprit
Joanne Gitto
Canton ohio
My Voice Is
Strength across generations to reveal clarity and sprit
Joanne Gitto
Canton ohio
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
the peace of the ancestors, the strength of the mothers and fathers, and the innocence of the children.
Shannon
Kildare, Ireland
My Voice stands for
the peace of the ancestors, the strength of the mothers and fathers, and the innocence of the children.
Shannon
Kildare, Ireland
Global Peace Poem
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Give & Take
“Take back that keen sorrow and give our baffled souls the reach to mourn no more.”
Ned Madden
San Clemente, Calif.
Give & Take
“Take back that keen sorrow and give our baffled souls the reach to mourn no more.”
Ned Madden
San Clemente, Calif.
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice shudders to say
The things that were in play
In the mind of my student
Who thought it was prudent
To take his life away
That left me in dismay
My voice is his voice
His voice prays for justice
For a world without guns
For a peace second to none
Anonymous
Anonymous
My Voice Is
My voice shudders to say
The things that were in play
In the mind of my student
Who thought it was prudent
To take his life away
That left me in dismay
My voice is his voice
His voice prays for justice
For a world without guns
For a peace second to none
Anonymous
Anonymous
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the right to be safeguarded from harm, of all kinds
Ciara Sheehan
Ireland
My Voice stands for
My voice stands for the right to be safeguarded from harm, of all kinds
Ciara Sheehan
Ireland
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice Is
My voice is like a daffodil
Arriving to defy the bleak and stoic sky
To challenge the very soil that gave it life, that still holds its roots
Slowly, it begins to unfurl each petal
Until - all at once - its inner self is on display
In all its brazen beauty
You do not have to admire it
But you cannot ignore it.
It boldly raises its head to ask with the innocence of new hope:
What if
Bethany English Sava
Tallmadge, OH
My Voice Is
My voice is like a daffodil
Arriving to defy the bleak and stoic sky
To challenge the very soil that gave it life, that still holds its roots
Slowly, it begins to unfurl each petal
Until - all at once - its inner self is on display
In all its brazen beauty
You do not have to admire it
But you cannot ignore it.
It boldly raises its head to ask with the innocence of new hope:
What if
Bethany English Sava
Tallmadge, OH
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want my voice to speak for those who don't know what to say
Julia Stoll
Buffalo
I Want
I want my voice to speak for those who don't know what to say
Julia Stoll
Buffalo
Global Peace Poem
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My Voice
My voice; release the sound, the vibration of my soul, to love, to heal, to mend our world.
Laurean Kile
Monongahela, PA
My Voice
My voice; release the sound, the vibration of my soul, to love, to heal, to mend our world.
Laurean Kile
Monongahela, PA
Global Peace Poem
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I Want
I want us all to bloom like wildflowers.
elizabeth
Ohio
I Want
I want us all to bloom like wildflowers.
elizabeth
Ohio
Global Peace Poem
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