When my soul is at peace,
Then my fears begin to decrease,
I am not dreading this life I live,
But I am greatful to be living,
The less hate I am spreading,
The more love I am giving,
Do not be in defence when they all start yelling,
Begin to inhale and exhale your feelings,
Not by yelling or screaming right back,
But by giving them the love they clearly lack,
What is this so called "purposful" hatred we call War?
Does it bring, love or peace? No.
It brings bloodshed, more and more.
The more we fight, about who's wrong or right,
The less time we'll have, to find our own path.
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