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.
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