How Much Peace Poem by Saint Cynosure
How Much Peace
War is what we need to see,
just how joyful peace can be.
Hate is what man has to learn,
to know how to love in return.
Ironic has is all of life,
like colors in a shell.
You must be small to look inside,
from the out you just cant tell.
The frown is only smiles away,
and is often found in words we say.
So the Saint shall leave you with this thought.
How much peace has money bought?
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