Colin F. Jones

PEACE

Peace means populations uncontrollable,
Shortages of water, food, and space,
Air poisoned by toxins insurmountable,
Hopeless looks on every face!
Peace breeds crime, disease, and waste,
Pain, suffering and obesity:
Destruction by things done in haste,
Gambling to the point of absurdity.
Peace wipes out Mother Nature’s fields,
Her animals, birds, and busy bees;
Pollutes her streams until she yields,
Her forests stripped of all their trees.
Yes peace is fine when it’s a dream,
But in all reality is most obscene