Peace
When the river breathes fire;
Life is stolen
Kingdoms burn; for the wrath of kings
For if patience be birthed, many shall see
The true colours of mankind.
Shall we strive to take dinner
Under the auspices of bloodbath?
May we merry with the shattered loins of our fathers?
Whose strength will weaken the soul of many
The dove of many generations,
The soaring strength of an eagle,
For if peace be woman, if peace be man
Mankind shall wax stronger than tales of old.
Peace; an emblem of nature.
Copyright © Babafemi Yinka Olubodun | Year Posted 2016
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