Peace
Let cringing tongue fall
and rough elbow bend low
and the heart that beats faster shall o
forever beats peace to all.
let still water remain still
And he thats down fear no fall
Pride is good,fall it call
Seat never on the fence,peace it kills.
Else we fall victim of greed
Let there be peace in our conscious thought
And busy hands chase idle plots
Least pay ear to satan's heed.
Copyright © Sunday Ameh | Year Posted 2008
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