'' Peace In Our Time '' Poem by Bri Mar

We love to save life,
Ease others strife,
For illnesses we'll search for a cure,
Injured or ill there's the surgeons knife,
Their aim is to reassure.

Such a clever creature,
With care as a feature,
In Heaven is where we belong,
With divine intervention as our main teacher,
We believed we could do no wrong.

On the other hand,
What I can't understand,
To destroy others we do have the will,
We do it literally on demand,
Killing's such a bitter pill.

It's really odd,
We pray to a God,
Before taking the life of another,
Surely the concept of war is a fraud,
The repercussions we then try to smother.

All the creeds and races,
Display two faces,
Depravity and sympathy to the fore,
What one destroys the other embraces?
Is harmony too much of a chore.

Weapons that destroy,
We then deploy,
Genocide leaves our planet bereft,
The final outcome no one will enjoy,
The fact is there's nothing left.

Deaths in our genes,
We are killing machines,
As for species we make no distinction,
Only now we see what that means,
Planet Earth now faces extinction.

For what others endured,
The past can't be cured,
The Human legacy will be seen as a crime,
Our place in history is forever assured,
We never knew,

‘' Peace In Our Time ‘'