Peace

You already saw them.. They call themselve leaders... In this G... something, Talking about a thing... They call it : Peace! In their luxurious salons, Behind them are... paintings, Doves, flowers and olives leaves, O! Dear! Peace is a myth, It only exists in their speeches, How could it exist? in those hands... Evil rise and spread, O! Boy! First! They give guns and missiles... Take shots to celebrate their gains, Then: talk about peace, O! Dear! Where are we ¿ In such pain!