Peace

Nanowrimo

Cries for Peace

Give me peace, give me blood

The price above safety and destruction

What shall we believe?

For royal freedom, until the sun doth not shine

The beastly mark to loose my head.

Shall not the world surrender,

for the man that cried peace.

Poet Krissy Mosley all rights reserved 2014

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