War

Look into the barrel of guns I don't need to

Go over to the Middle East I just need to

Walk down my block to hear gunshots now that's the real truth

That's not my life but

That is the strife that

Surrounds us in light of

The hate we debate for

The right that is ours

To be free and not suffer

Brothers and Sisters hear now not whatever

Drop the hate to be a crutch and a shelter

Support and harbor love for another

No matter the race let us erase'em, the hate, and all of the color lines

Peace!!

I felt inspired when I was browsing my DK book of Weapons and Battle, reference books for those subjects. They just reminded me a realization I recognized long ago that no matter how hard we try, war, like roaches, will always be with us. No matter if it's war elsewhere or war at home or across town.