Painting Peace
Location
They waddle onto war - a walk to the park?
-With bodies blown and souls sent to the dark?
I say “Young lads, throw down your guns,
And reach up for peace that rests in the sun.”
But they, out of their heads and into the war
Without the slightest inkling of what it could be for,
Enter the brutal battle of the storm
Till I grab them by their tails to lands safe and warm.
I say “Young mammals, how you kill us so!
In the name of the lord, you let humanity go!”
So they cast off their canons of demented sin
And reject their rifles of raged rebellion,
Painting a rainbow over a once fiery sky,
While whispering to warfare a tranquil good-bye.