Why?
Why must noble blood be spilled
On battlefields stained red?
Why must lives be given
For people they don't know,
And a country they will do anything for?
Why must gunshots fly through the air
Instead of white-winged birds of peace?
And why—
Though it all sounds like a muddled oxymoron—
Why must we fight
For peace?
YOU ARE READING
poets for PEACE
PoetryLet us all write together. Lets all celebrate the hope for Peace on this planet. We will post poems about Peace in any language. Let your voices be heard. Your poem will also be posted at @WritersforPeace , our newest sister site.
