A poem about peace.
We live in a cacophony of reality.
Always clashing, begging for cohesion,
Sounds, colors, lights, thought.
People begging for a reason.
The world is in a constant dissonance.
Always moving to a new season.
Every day there is a new renaissance:
People fighting for a new reason.
Don’t bother to quote any proverbs,
as if common sense would be treason.
You could argue the benefits of peace,
but peoples’ mind fight against reason.
People need a reason to reason.
Or maybe their hearts just need a new season.
a Prince of Peace to break the cacophony.
Against our own nature, we need a treason.