Seven Steps to Heaven Tony Medina If every bomb  Appeared in the sky a dove Shrapnel into rain If vengeance vanquished  From the cursed lips of weak men An idea never taking root If every tank vanished If by chance a miracle Peace reclaims the land If laughter broke out Like wars fought with satire’s Pugilist punning  What room would there be For anger what bitter root Not allowed to stretch Its tentacles  Through the hearts of men hardened By indifference  What will we bequeath  Our children if not a world Evermore human Copyright © 2024 by Tony Medina. Originally published [...]