The Origami Crane
The Origami Crane-
Folded by gentle fingers
Of a child-
Wishes for peace.
The Origami Crane-
With creases
Like that of the dead-
Torn by violence.
The Origami Crane-
With desperate, outstretched wings
Tries to fly
But is shot down by sin.
The Origami Crane-
With the grace of a swan
Soars through the sky
Only to be burned by fire.
But the Origami Crane-
With the resilience
Of civilization
Always takes flight again.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world