To Peace
The notches on a butt of a gun
Sometimes make peace difficult to find
For some take it as a credit
To take the lives of a hundred
When will all mean realize
It's not an honor to take life?
We live no more in the wild west
Nor in the ways of the ancients
Better it is to make peace thrive
And receive our compensation
When our children will make a life
That is free from subjugation
For he who wields peace
Will live without fears
But he who seeks mess
Will die without relief
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