peace is not deathly silence
a deathly silence in the morgue
peace is not a web of fear
fear of jack boot kicks, truncheons, guns
peace is softly falling rain
nurturing the tree of democracy
for the birds to build nests of harmony
and hatch nestlings of a bright future
peace is the melodious sound of harmony
putting to shame intolerant voices
peace is an impregnable fortress
built on the rock of justice
peace in all our spheres of life
peace among races for we did not choose
choose to be black, white, yellow or brown
peace in our homes and on our streets
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