When
there be an entirety of those
Who cannot know of any lasting love
Neither the beauty of a butterfly's wings
Nor the absolute peace of a cooing white dove
Then they SHALL war!
Whether battles rage internally within
Their persons...or on fields of distant lands
Neither shall they ever possess real security
Nor shall they ever hold peace within their own hands
Then they FEEL war!
There are forever those, who for reasons
Simply to prove their own wins some major feat
Will continue to press on in conflicting relationships
With every single person they should ever chance to meet
Then they ARE war!
So, always regard with certain indignity
Those empty fools that you might know
Yet keep diligent in seeking to change their hearts with
peace
That someday they might finally understand and grow
