Let there be peace in palestine

Peace

Prerequisite of war is grudge
Amidst greediness and self centeredness
Lingering for ages like a candle in dark
Enveloping the saint, insane and sane
Seen as fun and death by the two sojourner
That will never suffice the match that light it
It's in this act the palestinian butter wood bread
Nighting with no harbinger of morn
Entrapped between the bullet and the coin