Peace be with you.
My peace I give you.
All around the bombs abound.
Scattered bodies lie everywhere.
Broken, their spirits spent.
Mother’s son’s, squandered youth lies wasting in earth’s weed.
And what of life?
This gift pawned for another’s mans greed.
We sit like zombies,
fixed eyes on synthetic screen.
Like maggots, we play with decay.
Barren ground splattered with oil and blood.
O peace where is Your army?
Help us in this time of need.