Visions
Written by me when I was about 16 when the war in Viet Nam was in full force
I saw a young man on a hill
He was standing very still
His face was whiteHis eyes were cold
He was only about twenty years old
I saw another young man on that hill
He was also standing very still
His face was dark, his eyes were cold
He too was merely twenty years old
Facing them on that very hill
Was another young man standing very still
His face was round, his eyes were small
Like the other two, he stood straight and tall
They were all very still but with eyes on each other
With weapons in hand and no Love for a brother
Though each one of them knew deep down inside
They did not want to fight, but they had too much pride
They wondered while standing so proud and so tall
Which ones would remain and which ones would fall
Their hearts were all racing with harrowing fear
Now it was time to move forward; the moment was here
Then just when they started to lift up their gun
From the top of the hill, beamed a bright, golden sun
It appeared out of nowhere with brightness and warmth
From the passions of Heaven, a new day was born
Then through that light, he appeared on the hill
This man was different, though he too was still
His face was so radiant, his eyes were so meek
Everyone knew him, though he did not speak
He just stood there calmly nodding his head
They all heard his message, though nothing was said
If each man was willing to throw down his gun
There would be love and peace for everyone
All of a sudden, the men on the hill
Were no longer standing perfectly still
They all turned their heads to look at each other
But now in their eyes, I saw love for a brother
Soon, the brave men were all side by side
Walking together and gleaming with pride
The world is all calm now, no one wants to fight
Because the men on the hill were embraced by the light
I see this day coming, but not for awhile
I must get through to every man, woman and child
How do I do that, I’m not really sure
But I know I’ll get help from my Savior, My Lord
Now as I speak, please turn to each other
Smile and show you have love for your brother
Lets put an end to this hatred and strife
So the world can have peaceAnd know the true value of life
Written by
Barbara Ann Colangelo
Please Note:
The contents of this poem refer to human soldiers who represent different race, creed, and ethnic background. The moral behind this was to point out that regardless of where we are from, what ethnic background we come from, or what color we are, we all share a common ground. That is that we all have a soul. If we can all make that soul connection in a divine way, then wonderful things can happen between us. I was only sixteen years old when I wrote this and If I have offended anyone in any way, it was totally unintentional and I do apologize.
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