World Peace
Something that would cease
It is iron strong doomed to rust
Missing that element that would create trust
For the world is a dish composed of many a spice
Each spice may'nt blend and produces it's own vice
By understading how each compliments each other
A delicious 6 course medilly may be created rather
Than creating a dish that remains bitter after tasting
We the blissfull ignorant puppy with its tail wagging
Picked from the streets to be euthanized moments later.
Realize we are all different it truely doesn't matter
Your religion, ethnicity, sexuality, or class
We're 1 people future, present, 'n' past
So make iron steel I say to you
Add carbon to the brew
Peace by awarness
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