Evil Destroyer

Who I ask will conquer evil? Shall it be a King? Shall it be a General? Maybe a roman emperor in Nero’s robes? A Knight Men at arms, defending what’s right? For millennium many have tried To bring good will and peace Upon us all Defenders of interests, many would say Yet here we falter, as masses still die Lennon in grave still ponders why Prophecies of faith, are seeds that grow slow The universe has time, for us human kind to learn That wealth is not gold or silver or pearls’ so white We fight battles, for lines we draw in the sand All in the name of honor, the past and Clan We must share what we have and honor all, in these lands Will Buddha or Gandhi bring us this peace? Can they fight without sword or men at arms? The secrets to life are hidden in view For it’s your child who will be savior Of one and all For the meek shall truly conquer When a mother stands up against invading tanks When a child says no to soldiers with arms When children dance in the streets with joy Against the war drums that beat nearby It’s these small acts, which will win the day Victory will be Malala's way Never be fooled by a smile so dear The meek shall be the army To inherit this earth Love truly will conquer all You for sure shall witness all, as I say From here or the heavens above