~ Poem by Emily Barner (Reynolds Student)
September 2007
What fear have I that my own life
Will be taken from my grasp?
The happiness that I enjoy
Is creation of the past.
Receivers of my friendship good
As well as I myself
All hope that all those guns and death
Have been put upon the shelf.
We respect that conflict did begat
Our freedom and security.
But know that love can wash away
That blemished war-impurity.
We know that through our unity,
Such hate and fear will cease
And create a haven in the world
Of everlasting peace.