Peace

As I was sitting with a pen between my fingers & racing thoughts
As I was getting ready to write down this world’s many plots
It occurred to me that some lived free from disturbance
When others don’t even come close to such an abundance
In places where calm, quiet & tranquility
Can only rhyme with futility, rarity & vitality
Where freedom from violence is only so extreme
That even the thought of it makes it seem a dream
Where Bombs going off at everyday’s 9 o’clocks
Have become like the explosion of Disneylands Fireworks
Lands where negotiations aren’t made to sell sheep or cattle
But there is no other option coz they must stop the battle
And from where I sit a dispute never involved a gun
Worst case scenario you’d throw a rock and run
But they’re talking about negotiated peace through signatures of treaties
As if we didn’t have a piece of peace inside, it’s an insult to all types of deities
Some have bottled up anger in their lust for power & created its release
And they’re the same ones meeting to talk about restoring the peace
Ironic though, as if it could be stored and locked up somewhere
It is being thieved, stolen and robbed from everywhere
But a portion of it still lies within each of our hearts
So don’t tell me we want to fold our arms & not do our parts
That none of us want to tear war apart and piece peace together?
Because we owe it to the ones laying in pieces & scattered all over
Serenity now! If you’ve got ears that listen here is a piece of my mind
They say no peace for the weary but tell me who doesn’t deserve a piece of mind

I am sure you have your whole thoughts & you might want to share a piece
But do so now or forever hold your peace !