War and peace

A gun goes off, raising hell

A hail of fire, rains somewhere

Planes take off in the air

Dropping loads of intense despair

A missile somewhere finds it aim

Killing dreams in a mighty blaze

And all the shouts of love and peace

Pale in front of cries for war

While many from distance, pray for peace

It’s nothing more than, childish caprice

For peace looks hyped, not a natural state

At the best, an interlude brief

Between ongoing wars