Mightier Than The Sword
Clashing swords and seeping blood wounds,
agonizing wails and arenas of doom.
Crumbling promises and hidden truths,
revenge and betrayal, do we have no ruth?
Deepening scars and withering trust,
loyalty and faith, just a cloud of dust.
Forgotten obligations, disharmony inside and out
finding truce is now a search of doubt.
Before it is too late,
we can discipline to change our fate.
Perceive a place where bonds are made,
where everyone is bold, and not afraid.
A gridiron with echoing sounds of love,
embracing our flaws out and above.
Joining hands, we dislodge our weapons,
realizing humanity’s true essence.No more shrieks of pain
no more battles just to entertain.
Forgetting the grudge and forgiving the foe
with victory our world shall glow.
Awaiting daybreak for the changed,
once where everything was deranged.
Tranquility and empathy in our veins,
together we clear up the remains.
A community where assurance and respect
replace remorse and regret.
Where peace and harmony is restored,
and a pen is mightier than the sword