Littl' Fingers Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

The littl' fingers that play the lyrical violin
Drum of peace n' tranquil sounds
Quieting the smoking guns n' bombs
As humanity walks back to the land where we belong
The littl' fingers will play the violin of peace in the smoking valleys

The littl' fingers that play the lyrical violin
Wickedness of the bullet's with no respect for race or sex
What'ver we have'll go up in a smoky madness of war
Even as they organize for peace, war is what they brew at the end
So will the littl' fingers play the violin of peace for a safe posterity

The littl' fingers that play the lyrical violin
For there's no love in the paradise of conflict
But there's a musical train on its way
Those whose sanity's still intact'll find their way to the eternal station
Even as the littl' fingers'll continue to play the sounds of will n' way
29 March 2022