Peaceful War

Peaceful war. (Kyrielle poem 3)

Let them come with their violent rage
and make war the world a wild stage;
Let us go with our smiling teeth,
for all our days are deem beneath.

We can war war but we can't war,
They bore war but peace; we will bore;
The smokes and clouds could tweet a-wreath,
for all our days are deem beneath.

The war that comes with peace to fight-
A yell'ng alarm, biting so tight;
The breath we breathe might last our breathe,
for all our days are deem beneath.

Don't pull my powder to fury-
The air could rent to a-jury;
The smokes and clouds could tweet a-wreath,
for all out days are deem beneath.

My ease is a gentle violence
but I'll buy your war as silence;
and calm less you breathe your last breathe
for all our days are deem beneath.

Akinwale Peace Akindayo
Philip Peace

by Akinwale Peace

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