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  PAUL MCCANN (March 10th 1956)

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Path Of Peace

Path Of Peace
By Paul Mc Cann

Peace is an easy path to tread
Peace is where our fears are mislaid
Peace is beginning to restore
Peace for each man, woman and child
Peace for the troubled streets gone wild
Peace is for the old and the young
Peace in the end will overcome
Peace builds trust into a lifestyle
Peace is a friendly open hand
Peace is a place to understand
Peace in the end will overcome
Peace is for the old and the young
Peace is a legacy to leave
Peace is when we don't have to grieve
Peace is and end to all the hate
Peace is why we negotiate
Peace for all the victims of war
Paul McCann



Don't Steal My Heart Away

Don't Steal My Heart Away
By Paul McCann

There's a feeling I feel so strong
Its been pumping away so long
and I couldn't replace this for any thing that’s would do me wrong.
I can't lock up the things I feel
all my feelings are there to steal
but I think its a crime
when people rob you blind
How do you feel?
These feelings I have must be true
they show each time I look at you
I'll just keep on rocking and reeling
and feeling the way I do.
Don't steal my heart away
I'm happy and that’s how I want to stay.
Heart's aren't made in a mould
so don't steal away a heart made of gold.
It's mine
My heart belongs to me.
You know it's something I can't see.
How do you feel?
Do you feel the way I do?
Let your feelings go free.
Feel free to be what ever you feel like being within your heart
Don't steal away my heart.
ok. I feel so good living each day.
and I'd just like to say,
don't steal, just feel
Get real and love away.
Paul McCann



Every Soldier Has A Dream

After a war a soldier sometimes has to cry as dreams of those memories waters in the eye.

It's very sad when this world of ours goes to war.
Peace is the thing that soldiers have fought and died for.

With hands held in the air a soldier cries a bit but people are blind to dreams that do not fit.

Some people abuse this world but one day they'll find that they've lost their battlefields and they are unklind.

Lost battlefields and dreams with no victories won, following the forgotten hero.
Here they come.

They bury the dream because they cannot recall what it was that made the Soldier stand proud and tall.

Soldiers come from all walks of life.
Soldiers with many dreams seldom shared with others.

Soldiers who had loved ones and families back home.
Some soldiers are just children
and still on their own.

Honoured I feel to remember soldiers this way.
I salute them have I your attention I say.

Stand at ease,
fall out.
Sir nobody knew his name.
Dear God you know who he was our dream was the same.

Undaunted was the soldier in the face of fear.
No turning back.
Each soldier shed a silent tear.

But I wonder why no one hears the soldiers cry.
Listen today as soldiers go to fight and die .

Try to imagine the soldiers forgotten dream.
Keep the memory of what the Soldier
had been.

It haunts us today and remains here in our time.
Ghosts with forgotten dreams remain.
Its such a crime.

What the soldier fought for is what we must redeem,
as we look back and try to recapture the dream.

The ship's sunk and they say,
we're glad we missed the cruise.
Don't take for granted things in life we shouldn't loose.

When the battle is over and the dreams don't sit.
Every soldier must cry just a little bit.

By Paul McCann
Paul McCann



The Wheel Of Life

The Tanka Structure

A short poem that uses syllables in it's structure similar to the Haiku.

The sequence of syllables are as follows
5-7,5-7.7-5,7-5 and 7

My Example

The Wheel Of Life

By Paul McCann

Sometimes I get caned.
Love is like a bamboo stick
Sometimes I get pain.
Sometimes in life I get sick
Sometimes in life I am healed
Life is after all,
a series of things to feel.
I don't mind at all.
In life things turn like a wheel.
Paul McCann

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