WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO BUY PEACE?

I sit on a mammoth mountain Holding the map of a nation I stare at map with fondness While I savour the smell of peace But mood wouldn’t be retained for long; Map suddenly bleeds Blood flows like the Red Sea Children’s tears deafen my ears Adults wail in agony Brutality and cruelty without ceasing.… Continue reading WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO BUY PEACE?