Peace - Poem by Blake Foxx
Man did not create War...
Man created peace...
The false salvation of a race.
The hope that one can live
with one that one doesnt like.
War was not a creation by religion...
War is the ultimate advocate...
The creater of man, the creature
that made its ultimate Arbiter.
The beast that hast consumed
millions before and millions to come.
That beast, the creater of man
who in turn created peace. That piece
is also just the sad pawn of War.
Just like every sad being in the universe...
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