Guns and sticky buns.

If only we could replace guns
with sticky buns
and bombs exploded
with nothing but love
A punch from a fist
was replaced by a kiss
battleships fired
sherbet dips
war planes dropped lemon drops
down on the population
spreading joy and jubilation
instead of suffering
and devastation

How sweet life would be.

Peter Dome. copyright.2012..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If we could all see the world through a child's eyes.

View moog's Full Portfolio
thevisibilitycloak's picture

yumm i love this poem...not

yumm i love this poem...not to mention its making me hungry!

moog's picture


Hope you enjoyed the meal. thank you so much. take care Pete.Moog.