What if you wake up one morning
and peace is outside your window
walking, speaking, running
like a river,
what will you do?
Will you go out and kiss its feet,
which are working feet,
will you stand and watch
or will you join it
in your own time, like a duck
meeting other ducks in a river

What if you wake up one morning
and peace is inside your heart
Will you call the papers
Will you have a cigarette
How will you say hello to
the first person you see

What if you wake up one morning
and war is outside your window
hurting and killing the way it does,
racing like a forest fire,
what will you do?
Will you join it like
a stick of kindling
Will you watch
like the eye of a potato
Will you get dressed and
go to work with
peace in your heart
like a duck
meeting other ducks in the river