Wishlist Pt.3 Poem by P.R. Prosper

I want
To see a smiling face
Among two groups of race
Poor nations keep pace
With leaders of the race
Keepers of the faith
To stop fighting over faith
Love to make haste
In its chase of hate
It’ll probably never happen before I’m gone
But my words will live on if you pass them along
And hear the message like you hear a gong
Whether you hit the courts or you hit a bong
No more kids’ bellies with hunger swollen
While politics spit game like Ryan Nolan
Iron foldin bright limestone huts
Lyin holdin ace high no luck
No bucks to help out all the needy
Free lunch to fatten up all the greedy
One more time for all the daft punks
You don’t get help if your wallet is shrunk
But most of all I must say I want peace
On Earth, in space, and in everyone’s lease