Grant me leave oh peace
To recite this humble
piece
To make some literary
noise
To break into your precocious
silence
To positively provoke you
To stage a coup
Against agents of twisted
truth.
Grant me leave oh peace
To recite this humble
piece
Just to say
How much we need you peace
Midst these sectarian red
faces
Decorated with withered red
roses
Immersed in hateful dry
vases
Hoisted on tribal aces.
Grant me leave oh peace
To place politicians’
inciting words
On my poetic sieve
To let through
Only what is fit
For mass consumption
Relevant to ethnic integration
Antidote for financial segregation.
Grant me leave oh peace
I beg you on my knees
To be patient with us as we
stitch
Together our moral panties
Now melting away like
cheese
On a hot pan of injustice
Ignited by our souls labeled
“to lease”
In a balkanized political
feast.
Grant me leave oh peace
To recite this humble
piece
Solemnly requesting you
peace
To please stay with us
As we sweep out
Injustice from our house
As we mop out segregation
Out of our nation
As we crush out corruption
As we eliminate starvation
As we flush out
The remnants of the
hateful filth
We are fed on everyday
Please peace
Be here to stay.
Grant me leave oh peace
To recite this humble
piece
In peace
To sew together the pieces
Of this coat of 42 hues
To provide you
With the warmth you need
To keep you
From
taking leave, oh peace
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