War Or Peace
In temperament of speech, gray fades to black.
When tempers start to cool, gray fades to white.
Ugly people speak until others crack.
They want nothing more than to see a fight.
Such are ways of modern provocateurs.
They desire nothing but entertainment.
Behind doors they speak of adventures,
exaggerating how they can torment
people who have vested dreams and goals,
people without numbers for their defense.
Gray fades to black when people change roles.
Gray fades to white when people have their sense
to empathize and help or understand
rather than provoking a violent hand.
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