In Need Of Peace Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Yes the double green is multilingual
I foresee a dialect infused in all tribes

And that dialect is a universal peace
Flowing through the uptight tongues

Like breeze so the fabrics can breath
With ease, for the world to be at peace.

Up the North, is a pool of bloodshed
South south has a series of thug war,

I wish the white doves will rove free
So the dirty black oil and air can be pure

Such that everyday brings forth peace
And self belief, unity and good deeds.

Love and safety would be an household name
Kindness shall be phenomena and free for all

East to west, both the poor and rich
Shall have tall strong standing trees

Growing firmly from the root in peace
Making black lives on earth an ease.