Let me force the letters to couple,
And allow me to press them so that
An F with an R followed by double E, form the Word FREE
And permit me to drag the P and decorate it with an E
And allow an A to be before the C, and hang behind another E
So that PEACE comes like a dream once upon a flee...
And while we are there,
Let the words just marry
No restriction, no order
Just open the door and invite them
War or No war? What is the solution?
Thirst for blood or hunger for flesh?
To be burned in the Oil or destroy the human kingdom?
Animate the dark history
Of a humanity in decline
Or raise a voice against the shadows of wisdom
And Say loud and clear
Enough, Stop and put an End
To these illusions of short sighted vision
Make war and war and war so that
Peace comes in a dress of blood
And if you have an ache in the head
Cut it and burry it deep in the mud
Because B Ibn B have decided to run
Over all the values that make of us humans
To flee from the catastrophe he sank his country in
Make war and war and war all the time
Make the people busy, and plant in them the fear
So their problems seem no more the priority but the gear
War is coming knocking at your door
The enemy is their waiting, part of the decor
Remain afraid my dear, and do not think
Because otherwise your vision will be truth
And B Ibn B with all his clowns
Will not be happy to make people laugh
Living in Peace, that’s what I say
Doesn’t satisfy all the hawks of the land
If war doesn’t exist, they are the creators
Who will invent it everywhere they pass
posted by AbdelFattah at 1:02 AM
