Peace To The World Is An Illusion Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Peace to the world is a sin to say to all ears
Humanity would always be at war with itself
Millions of states would always war themselves
History will be recorded in the past and present
No fight, no friend, no enemy; no success.

Adam rebelled against his maker godlessly
His salty heart revealed mischievousness
the religious diversity, would always stand
cultural differences would always hurt us all
languages shall darken our minds against peace.

Peace to the world is an illusion to the eyes
Till the maker journey from Jerusalem home
Until the messiah blow the trumpet of doom
War shall remain sweeter than peace to ears
All humans shall dare and look the sun' eyeball.

The bombshell of a victorious coward in the street
Shall flaunt our whiskers scaring the stubborn house fly,
Hoping to dine, shine and dance the steps of the gods.
We shall seek no more of peace but of love and unity
The gargantuan union of minds mooning thoughts

© John Vincent Artistry
For: Film Republic Pictures