The Peace

By Jenitta Sabu

Trying to focus on a piece of paper while sitting in peace,

my mind then wanders around places in such peace.

I suddenly acknowledged the hurdles I faced,

in identifying right and wrong in people at least…

When I look behind I see many faces,

who hurt me in words, deeds, and teases.

Looking back, I witnessed how I fought lonely,

to experience both divine and evil in people slowly…

Elders say I don’t know who is being greedy,

but for me where can I witness purity?

They say I don’t know when they use me,

but for me who stays without using any being?

Now I feel there is nothing right or wrong in people for me,

it's just no person lives alone on an island for me.

For some will be good or bad to me,

and I will have to live through this to be me…

By Jenitta Sabu