FOR PEACE TO COME

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FOR PEACE TO COME

The guns are still, we hold our breath,
Will peace prevail o'er senseless death?
Can greed and hate be overcome,
Or will we follow warlike drum?

It's easier to maim and kill,
For that we have perfected skill.
But hates and habits do not change;
We have to learn to peace arrange.

So peace hangs on a slender thread,
A peace some leaders seem to dread;
Fomenting anger to divert
>From all domestic forms of hurt.

Such leaders must be put to rest,
Their nations face a crucial test;
Will they rise up to pull him down,
Or will they share his thorny crown?

Sol the Sage

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