Peace enforced by power of the sword
A dubious co-existence at best
Shimmering discontent lurks beneath
To raise its ugly head
Once the sword is rusted
And another one takes its place
Those who take up the cudgel
To spread peace in the name
of the enlightened one
Those who profess to spread the
One and only truth
Preaching to high heaven
The glory of the enlightened one
Hope there is still a small window
To your heart
To let the sun shine
Accept and acknowledge
Love and peace
And ask if
Sacrifice of the innocent
Suppressing difference
Is asked of you
To spread the light
Only in the heart of a despot
Peace flows from the
Barrel of a gun
I agree my friend. When you send 500,000 soldiers and weapons of mass destruction. You are not seeking peace.
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Sadly yes.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read the powerful words of a talented writer.
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Thank you for the reblog.
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You are welcome my friend.
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Love this! Very powerful and eloquent.
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Thank you.
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My pleasure.
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Very true. What kind of peace would it be, if we can call it peace?
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I hope in our life time we she the end of global turmoil and terrorism.
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