Strange Lovers
War tells peace to avoid war
Peace woos war to for marriage
At the altar they exchange rings
And the choir sings hymns of love
War is peace, peace is war
What offspring is coming?
Is it peace, war, or peaceful war?
Remove pillows, sit up all night.
Prepare drums, deaf humans
store your tears for the hard times
When peace rages, war falls in love
Ashes, debris, smoke, reigns supreme
When war is about to strike, it giggles
As peace, the spouse hides in trenches
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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