World War
I know the music of violence
The dance of scared feet
The drums of pounding heart
The ugly masquerade
Malevolent with sharp teeth
That drinks the warmth of innocence
and leaves generations scared to embrace peace
I know the cry of dark skies
The shouts of burning roofs
The Crackled whip of confusion,
Mothers Daughter Fathers Son
Death becomes family
draped in blood, silence
While peace screams illusion
Mount the White Flag
Young ones
Surrender to unity
For Unity is
a family of different ideas
It is a table of laughter
A meal of hope
A Glass of joy drank together
A quenched thirst and a belly filled with gratitude.
Unity is a Fathers Pride
It is a Nations Gift
Wrapped in the sacrifice and
Thoughts of freedom
Unity is a Mother’s Prayer
The earth knows the lines on her knees
So Unite, Let’s Unite,
For unity is a safe tarred road
For the present and next generation to walk on.
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