MYEKEEMEDIA 9-LIVES POEM 005

VIOLENCE DANCES WITH A MENACING GRACE

In the culture of violence, a darkened tale,

Where echoes of conflict relentlessly prevail.

A canvas painted in hues of despair,

In the tapestry of chaos, hearts lay bare.

Warrior spirits entwined with strife,

A symphony of aggression, a discordant life.

Violence dances with a menacing grace,

Leaving scars on humanity's face.

In the shadows, anger breeds,

A toxic seed in fractured creeds.

Fingers clenched, and tempers rise,

As peace becomes a distant prize.

The culture of violence, a relentless storm,

Leaving wounds that time won't transform.

Silent cries echo in the night,

As the cycle persists, refusing the light.

For in the tapestry of human fate,

A choice to rewrite, to recreate.

Let cultures shift, and violence cease,

As we embrace a world adorned with peace.

WE CAN BREAK THE CHAINS WHERE VIOLENCE LAY HOLD ON OUR LAND.