THE DOOR TO PEACE

Poetry
Written By Gunilla Kester

The door to peace is shut

the little key lost in the big house

Leave me the salt, the bread

birds and your green silk shirt

Take the fighting and the swords
the streets of burning city walls

Your house is full of dusty empty noises

I am tired of snakes and stones

Gunilla Kester
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