No Argument
My soul is seared by a savage world
That could take all its progress back
And give me peace
The more blood flows
The more I am ill at ease
Why kill a man to teach him not to kill
What can the dead learn
Did you think if I die in church
he died a little closer heaven?
I am a peaceful man, and hate
All violence
Even that against the trees
In the rape of the Congo
Brazil or Belize.
I do not believe in any form of killing
Therefore at life's cul-de-sac
I am even unwilling
To argue with the bully labeled death.
I have no argument
For all the moral blunder of the world
No argument for the devil's anger
I was not there when his grievance
Began, and think it wrong
That I am made the pawn
In all this hostility.
O, but I intend to persevere
A pawn that makes to the end
Can wear a worn,
My trials then is worth something.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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