(127) Can you find me?

(127) Can you find me?



Can you find me in the bundle of currency
heaped up in the secret chambers laid in the walls?
will I be reached only in cocktail parties?
a visit to the brothel or a slip to the whorehouse
as straying as pigs weltering in the slimy mud
looting the dirt and human waste,
a conversation into tasty bites,
will I be found where gunshots and bullets
persistently predominate and bodies as peanuts,
where ceasefire is only a cessation to further
the blood thirst for war, can you find me there?
can you find me in the man who revels in the armpits
Of his mistress , cheap pleasures miscalculated
as peace? Can you find me in the wall posters
‘peace’ for world peace go at a slow pace,
Can you find only in the guitars and piano
Of road side singer for alms?
I am PEACE , dwell in the heart where contentment
Reigns, supreme and passivity predominates.