Hollows Wind Poem by Elijah Astute

When i close my eyes, i enter a wonderful world
One thousands cries, i hear peace have gone
Shun or not; hear her voice mother land
Peace will never be brought with guns and bombs
Wanna gather pieces of peace for the work to be done
............i am not okay
I am not okay cause............
Justice is applied for just us
Killing brothers and sisters
Fathers and mothers..... and calling it a life style
...........i am not okay

Grains of hate have domain,
.. fighting with brother and sisters without any gain
From the moon and sun nothing remain,
.... We forget that we dwell in the same train

I am asking if peace is there?
A sword did seems to answer, No;
Go ask elsewhere.
Hollows Wind, build by govt to mere
It's not true, .... guess i am sure
...........i am not okay

Cause......
Peace is what we feel shy to speak;
Vain transporting conflicts, .. it's what we spread;
Passing among brothers with sticks...
Brains are spoiling peace, and love to spare.

Peace i need is what you give too?
Peace i give is what you need too?
Hear my voice, our voices to raise again.