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White flag
By Michelle Morris
31/08/2022

I see no peace on the battlefield
No white flag on the horizon
We are separated from our brothers
By lines drawn on a map

All the tanks and gunfire
Explosions and fire and noise
It hardens our hearts, and
Makes us forget that we are human

The beautiful sunflowers of my homeland
They are dying in the heat
This hell that we have put upon
Our families and sacred fields 

And these men who sit in their towers
Like overlords who have no reality
They let men die without dignity
Sacrificing blood and bone for power

Oh, the greedy gods of war
The demons from Hell's worst circles
They all applaud how these kingdoms fall
As the darkness descends upon mankind

For every war that is waged
Is a battle for us all
We are interconnected
And our collective souls are at risk

Our souls drift on silver threads
In this Universe so vast
Ever expanding our range
For we are meant to last

We are meant to be expansive
Not made smaller by war and strife
We are meant to make this a Heaven
Rather than a Hell for demonic delights

The wrath and greed of men
It is the undoing of us all
Their desire to overcome
So much power to control

They have not yet learned
That the greatest power of all
Is power over oneself
And to build rather than destroy

Self love is the beginning
To build a better man
To love others too
Is all part of the divine plan

For peace in the hearts of men
Leads to peace in the hearts of warriors
And then there will be no need
For guns and bloody warfare

I see the hope of peace in fields
Where battles no longer rage
I see sunflowers bloom again
They turn their faces to the sun

And all will be right with the world
If we can spread love and peace 
If we can embrace hope and faith
And set white flags up permanently

© Michelle Morris, 2022
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