Peace Poem by Arabambi Obaloluwa

What can be, if not for it?
A natural drug that cure separation

What's that which doesn't allow a division?
If not a calming pill which bind together

The hill can be so pleasing, when it exists
Low abode sparkles when at work
The two perfect, when in the system

Tasty at excess, not enough is disastrous
It adhere, mountains and seas
Fleshy and perfect, just as an onion bud
But can be thorny, when not in place

Considered stupidity by the the illogical
A messiah given birth to for orderliness
But a ranging storm when aborted

Why not let peace reign, for things to fall in place?
Violence cannot, PEACE CAN!