Who could have known

Dreams would lie shattered

Human life no longer mattered –

Last breath sighed on their own.

Insulated, disconnected or isolated

Behind thin masks and stone walls

Or hollow, emptied shopping malls

Meanwhile we’re all being mutated

To a future that is unprecedented


What the world needs

No firing of cannons

No twenty one gun salute

No swearing in an oath of office

These are but trivial things

In the presence of such as you

Who affirmed the noble dignity

The priceless humanity of one and all

No pomp and ceremony

No fighter jets and planes

No lines of uniformed parades

For a foot soldier who marched

In rhythm with the heartbeat of his soul

Hearing the cries of those he served–

To turn limestone into a better world

No pursuit of golden trinkets

No excesses of material things

No labels and ornate insignia

Instead you built a library

Replete with threaded qualities

That turned mice to men and women

With humility and kindness shared

Yes, it is your brand of leadership

Yes, it is your unwavering selflessness

Yes, it is in all of us to search and find

That which offers gifts to all mankind

Her time has come

Beyond beauty spas–

stepping out of silhouette,

at last her time has come–

To lead and nurture,

heal the war-torn damage

of our wounded past.

A world asunder

through outrageous blunder,

now calling for Peace.

Hear me when I say

now, at last her time has come.

Listen to her voice!


bringing calm to tame the winds

and turbulent seas.

A toss of coins–

gambling carelessly with lives,

has won her a place,

To sit among men

and hoist freedom’s fresh flag.

Her time has come!

Who will cast a stone

or seek splinters in her eye

without solution?

With eyes wide open–

cast your vote for Peace,

for her time has come!