Cast

There is so much
Which is unjust
It seems
A default pose;
To fight another man,
Put him down,
Then pick him up
For another round.
Peace, which many claim,
Has no harbour,
But sails as a ghost ship
Of old.
Surely, there are moments,
Of unadulterated joy,
When the singing
Is so right
Nothing can cast a shadow?

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