Poem For Peace

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Title: Poem for Peace

Author: Oracle of Love

Battlefield dripped red with blood

Soldier’s boots pulled through the sod

Children crying, women lament

Pains of war to all’s torment

This war Adrien has welt

Gives not a chance for peace be felt

And so I cry knowing no end

For what can make these egos bend?

Planting banners, waving swords

Protectorate Kings, Regent and lords

And the battles of their pride

Feed the greed they have inside

So what solution do I bring?

Peace you ask, is there such thing?

I tell you now my loving friends

You need not march to foreign lands

Drop your armor and your bows

Quit your spells and battle rows

Walk off the land by ones and two

Instead of shipping off to Yew

And when your lords order Obey

Do not hold back your heart’s dismay

At all your brothers lost in Fel

For without peace there’s only hell

All the sorrow born of pain

Cruelty and loss again Who will stop this vicious spin?

Open your hearts and let love in