The Revolutionary says we have to fight
We have to set things right side up
Justice, peace and freedom for all
The Revolutionary says we’ll fight
With our blood if need be
I ask, what brings about the need
For blood; tears for our kin’s lives lost
What makes these things so?
Battles turn to wars
When we won’t talk
When we’ll let ourselves walk
Rage consumed and self righteous
Battles turn to wars
When we, in cowardice withdraw
Where a kind word would
break down the walls
Battles turn to wars
When we won’t mediate
Then we negate peace
And wait for the battle to resolve itself
Until it’s too late
And the walls between them and us
Is built in proportion to our collective insecurities
When the walls reach the sky
You can be sure no white flags fly
PoP © 3 May 07
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1 comment:
so true poetess, the internal clashes, the rape, the violence all the negative drama going on around us makes one wonder if ever there will be any peace and stability. If there will be that white flag.
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