I Speak of Peace

I speak of peace You call me a war monger I offer you a hand You refuse it for it is empty I share my lunch with you You complain it is not enough I am concerned about the state of my country You don’t understand as you have abandoned yours I speak of unity You call me a racist You speak of racism And call yourself “woke” Am I but a silenced voice A distant bell tolling In an empty graveyard Words gone stale For lack of understanding A dream laid waste By wordless whores