Not Armaments But Plowshares Poem by bonifacio alba

How could there be peace
When there is opposing views
And no respect for one's right -
By going beyond the boundaries?

If the elements of pride surmounts
Coupled with the lust for power
Unknowingly pushed with no regards
To whoever rights is being trampled.

If the value of equality and respect
Is a tool to living in peace and harmony -
And consideration for others' benefits -
Is calculated move for being human...

Wishing time will come on earth...
That man will not shield against enemies
But will transform to the better...
Not having armaments but plowshares.