On this dry orb called earth, women continue to beg for peace, hope for their children to survive, and yearn for love. There is one love that seeks to save and heal the lost His name – Emmanuel.
I hear the beat
dry, fruitless dirt
soldier’s cruel boots
echo on the earth
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We beg for peace
our limbs weak, torn
Messiah we wait
free us from scorn
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Emmanuel
we await the day
that you will drive
world’s hate away
***
We beg for hope
our babes they die
cruel these times
no tears left in our eyes
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A child born
who knew His pain
God’s son broke
death’s eternal chain
***
Emmanuel
we await the day
that you will drive
world’s hate away
penned in moon dust 
Wonderful, Leslie, thank you for this. We do need peace on this earth. 🙂
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As a writer, it is a thrill to help children who want to learn. I’ve been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I’ve had the honor of doing is writing. thank you for this. We do need peace on this earth.
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