Peace In War? - Poem by Charles Jagongo
So you sharpen your knives
You also oil your guns
What is that grenade for?
I see, you have a jungle jacket,
Tell me, would you heal the wounds?
That gape and stare at you,
The wounds that wouldn't let
A nap over your eyes.
Wounds that would hollow your heart,
Dripping bloody soiled hands
That would make your seeds
Sprout with fright to the wound?
Was it for peace?
Now agape. Why?
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