The War for Peace

The War for Peace

You on
the lookout
for peace

From a
millionaire

To empty
pockets

All you
see around

Evil, hate
and crippled
legs

You run
as fast
you can

Back to
your home

Looking for
your mom

She guards
you against
the evil
eyes

Looking to
poach on
you

You fall
into sleep

With the
calmness
of winter

The mornin
arrives

Its a
bright new
day

You on
the lookout
for peace
again

Caution: This might be all theory

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