Peace signs
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By Bro. C. Kulagoe
A star moved resolutely across the sky from east to west followed by men to the city of David where their minds were from anxiety released in a cradle of peace.
A mushroom sprouts from an arid Pacific atoll disintegrates into space leaving only a residue of might to which for an illusory peace and security man clings.
In the calm of early morning the third day after love found joy in the empty tomb the wooden cross of disgrace transformed into a symbol of love service peace.
In the heat of the afternoon lull the UN flag flutters hidden from sight by national banners under which sit men with clenched fists signing peace treaties.