Peace At Last - Poem by Babatunde Aremu
Once terror reigned
Men postrated at altars
Women wailed for elusive peace
Pastors fasted for heavenly peace
Imams called for spiritual intervntion
All yearned for equanimity and peace
But despairs, frustrations, sorrows
Created hollow in our minds
Grenades boomed on our streets
Gunfires scared us from our homes
All hope was lost
No one trust anyone again
Pronto! From the the blues
The news of peace crept in
The terrorists are embracing peace
Could it be true or not?
Is a fairy tale or reality?
Suddenly the echos of guns ceased
Weapons of bloodshed become silent
Warriors signed armistice
We all chorused 'peace at last'
We all shouted 'peace at last'
Brothers now embrace one another again
We all now heave for peace
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