Innocence at the altar of ignorance,
Violence seen as the best weapon of peace,
Darkness engulfing day light,
Anger displayed and misplaced;
Pens proving to be meek before guns,
Books and notes soaked in pain,
Love surrendering to the howls of hatred,
Rivers of blood displacing waters;
The shoulders that carried school bags
Returning to homes as body bags,
Kids expected to be in study rooms
Bathed in bloody rooms;
All in the search of truth,
Traveling on the vehicles of falsehood
And roads of violence with loads of hatred
Preaching peace and breaching peace!
When are we going to breathe peace?
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