The World At War Poem by Tony Adah

Human ego broadcasts the
Seed of war and the seed of peace
After the ploughshares of greed and power
Have crafted the beds on the back
Of the world.
But the seed of peace do no germinate
As fast as the seed of war
And war blossoms even on a rock
Where peace strives and in a jiffy shrivels
The doldrums of wars roar and boom
And the vultures and jackals
Roam war the fronts.
Peace cold as ice is the only
Human remedy that takes
The sorrows and melancholy of war
And peace comes from the mind
Not the treaties that roaches
Relish as meals.