May days be blessed with May
not Mayday from the fray of war
not gore, not sores, no dismay
not murder, rapes or genocide;
pray May be May; let’s bar the war
to grow inside, infest our heads
with images of corpses, dead
in cellars and on streets; don’t
let misery of war defile the sun.
may day be blessed with May.
Mayday, Mayday, let May be May
A quick poem from me, written for dVerse OLN where Grace hosts tonight,
April 28, 2022