Peace Is a Dream
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Praying for peace, I ask for God's blessing,
for Man's need has never been as pressing.
Inhumanity is on the increase;
I ask for God's blessing, praying for peace.
Devastated by war, cities crumble,
treading on bodies, the injured stumble.
People are forced to do things they abhor;
cities crumble, devastated by war.
Brutalized and starved, the women are raped;
their men were killed fighting; no one escaped.
As newly gained territories get carved,
the women are raped, brutalized, and starved.
Children die, mutilated, and abused
when military tensions aren't diffused.
There are no morels when the bullets fly,
mutilated and abused, children die.
Peace is a dream; war is reality,
politicians deal in hyperbole.
Deflated egos mute a silent scream,
war is reality; peace is a dream.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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