Trouble-Some Peace Offering

Trouble-some Peace Offering A warm weather, Heat at its peak, The sun smiles at the earth, Plants welcome it arrival, As usual the patriot at home, Music at the corners of the Building, Voices echoing outside while The music gets higher, Wow my usual friend is Calling at the door, The patriot comes out of his shell, The smoker at a glance, Smile as usual, Asked for a hard time, Patriot brain searching for an answer, The big smoker erect excepting A reply, But it ended in sixes and sevens, Afraid to speak, Afraid to help, Afraid yr o go, Can this be wickedness by The patriot? Would i call it steal or taking? The sophist character possesses The patriot, Wisdom lacking somewhere, Could i be a partner in crime? No! Never, How can it be, Conscience pricks, The conversation seems to over Stay its welcome, And was ripe judgement, Respect was invited at the scene, Smiles fading gradually, The patriot doesn't care to know, Legs moving, Sweat increasing, The stubborn fly at the door, No mango, Yet human strived to get, Lets wait and hear the order From above. Exchange of greetings, The patriot laughing, The big smoker murmurs. Well we anticipate for the Completion of the toilet, Not the assistance of stolen Materials to round it up, To avoid swollen bom bom. I hope no crime in the words Not harsh at all.