Decomposed Peace (a poem)

Decomposed Peace (The Seeds of War and Peace with Death)

They bill it peace, in the process destroy,
That natural fiber is declining, now cursed;
They quay the secret seeds that decompose;
The barriers no longer provide peace:
Nor the mountains nor the seas, the stars;
Now tantrums dictate who will be harmed.
Satan built our peace, planted it with wars,
The little peace we had flew off like a fawn:
Before dawn, before light was set in motion.
Now we lay in our cold and worm-like tombs,
As it has been, so it will end for man,
Where under life, families reep ardent wounds;
Sterilize the cities, too many mouths to feed,
No more babies, no more life, no more crying.

They bill it peace, lies can burn, long and hot
They come like eggs, hard and soft, in frost;
A suffering pot of crickets, are they not?
You can ease their plotted minds, with ecstasy
Providing you have breasts and simplicity,
But they will swallow you like a pig in mud,
Cut you up, peer you, suck out all your blood.
There is no glory in peace or war, only trinkets
Solitude is in God, as is time and truth…
So we buy peace, with war, a childhood toy—
And one hundred million lives destroyed:
In less than a century; wars live on, not man
Beauty resides always, in the Creator’s hand.
No more babies, no more life, no more crying.

# W1864 6-2-2007

Note: Around the world everyday we see war, and people trying to make peace, a silly combination. Take any day, and look at its contradictions of peace for war, or war if not peace, watch the hypocrites in motion, in Iraq, we fight for peace with war, in Germany today, the G8 says they want to make a better world with Globalism, and 30,000-hypocrits fight with war, and hurt policemen, because they see things differently. And the police want peace, everyone wants peace, with a gun in their hands, or a bomb, or a stick. Lebanon, rages with war again today when the UN is there trying to make peace. NATO is at war in how many countries? Trying to make peace with guns; Nigerian rebels have just decided to have peace for a while, instead of attacks on the oil wells of that country. Tomorrow things will change, but only the face, not the guts and the hormones, they remain the same, war or peace, and peace cannot be without war. And we continue to dance in the circle.