Treasure Island

Kgagamatso Chimelwane

(1987-06-15 / Soweto)

Peace at War


I'm just a young man in world unknown
Where bullets talk to guns like a conversational plot
You hear cries echoing even in you sleep that when you are awake it feels like a dream
Where everything doesn't look the way it seems
And we claim to fight in order to gain peace
Blood splatters like rains drops that come in ejaculated form
Hand grenades drumming on like thunderstorm
You stand still and listen to conversations of hatred
Between knives through ones flesh and bullets through each others chests That when you look into the eyes of the ones who's life you about to take
You can see his soul crying for mercy, yet you put the knife to his throat and seal his fate
When God is suppose to be the only one who give and takes lives
Yet we take lives of people who are probably the bread winners for their children and wives
Waking up everyday with no remorse for your actions
Like machines whose trained to kill with no emotion
Yet do it with such passion, that if you fail the day before you rectify those mistakes like an educational lesson
Corps lying everywhere like planted crops
As they decompose the smell perfumes the air like a fragrance shop
Inhaling it has become second nature as if you were in a forrest
Carrying out sadistic missions that even if you die, you've killed so much it feels like you are a suicide terrorist
This is the only peace you find at war
Ironically its feels like you fighting for a good cause.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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