Hello, dear invading soldiers
Oh, soldiers of killing and destruction
Are you thinking about your ageing mom
Beloved wife or fiance?
Are you writing them sweet letters?
So, how do you kill moms sisters and wife
Of your brothers of your neighbours.
If you really feel for them
Turn your gun into a pen
Be a proud poet of peace
Be with your grieving mom, sisters and loving wife.
Be a soldiers of God
Make this planet
A place of love and peace
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Be a soldiers of God Make this planet A place of love and peace A very good write... peace should be nurtured in borders not war 10 Rema