They Are Not Of Peace Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those who believe,
They live to give others ultimatums...
Are in for a surprise.
They quicken their own demise.

Final propositions,
Given with strict conditions.
Do not sit well,
With those who are prepared...
To have those of diseased minds,
Have their lives turned into a living hell!

Games of war and battle tactics...
Are sadly outdated for those who bait them.
Irractic threats will only get...
No life left to play cowboys and indians!
Since these barbaric medieval actions...
Do not gain parades of victory.
Nor honor one expects with respect.
These actions bring regrettable...
And total massive death.

Those who believe,
They live to give others ultimatums...
Are in for a surprise.
They quicken their own demise.

And with the lack of consciousness,
These idiots were born with...
Should not come as a surprised,
As to who has initiated...
This doom before our eyes!

They are not of peace!
They are creatures who leech...
With deceit and venom!
And seeking to blast disaster to prove,
They can produce a bigger bam to boom!

Idiots who are misfits.
And delusioned they are rulers of all life!
Well...
What a difference an awakening makes.