We can be of royal spleandour
we can be of noble grace,
so why is it we choose to disgrace
the human race with this need for war
and I ask, what the hell are they fighting for?
For minerals found underneath the ground
for something a little more profound
like power and wealth
this hungry need
for material possessions and stacks of money.
For ownership of land and sea
is this why we make others suffer and bleed?
this man made thing and created need
that has nothing to do with spiritual humanity.
It is simply a lust and desire for more
deeply rooted in the core
of dysfunctional people who crave war
turn your backs on them I implore.
Relinquish there dysfunctional ways
reject their xenophobic, hate filled violent ways,
and look to love, kindness and peace
and our future will be bright not bleak.
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