There is the confusion of Peace, the chaos it brings,
what did you and I think – it was timid sweet?! Peace?
There is the ” Charity’, the madness it provokes,
had we imagined it would be tender? To give away what is Hoard?
Oh the word that skids most- Joy, smiling thru’ its gappy teeth so hard I want to kick it in,
but what did I know of Its’ frightening worth,
that it could shift skulls and ‘ un-displace’ fractures…
Love, Joy and Peace,
but ‘ love’ more than ever before can
startle me… so, which is the greatest of these ?