Protestations of Peace


I will not whisper ‘Peace’

Like a cooing turtle dove;

When the carnage has ended,

Then speak to me of love.


Never forget that words are

The mightiest weapons of all,

Their insidious influence is able

To hold entire nations in thrall.


But empty words of brash bravado

With no accompanying steel

Can lead the unwary into war,

And cause proud nations to kneel.


Men expound warmly on peace

Before the battles have begun

And never again with sincerity

Until the war is lost and won.


We are not moved to battle

By gentle words of peace -

Can entreaties softly uttered

Cause roaring guns to cease?


One cannot protest slaughter

With words of sweet accord:

Peace relies upon strong arms

Wielding finely honed swords.


So I’ll thunder to the heavens

Of my anguish and my pain

Until the gods relent and send

Peace back to me again.


© Thurman P. Woodfork 2/12/2007

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