Let the baby sleep in peace
Like the pearl in a shell
Like the curled up pigeon in the waning refuge
Lets not throw up fears of sanctions
Let not for once blood and and diamond become synonymous
Let not the clay of blood become the cliched playarticles of children
Let not human killing instruments become instrumental in human existence
Let everyone control their livid hormones and raging possibilities
Let the baby sleep in peace
Lets not wake her up from raw floating dreams
Lets not prevent such dreams to rupture into reality
Lets not tell her that world is a bad bad place
A place for grim frames of inaction and maloccurences
A place where lives are extinguished out of intolerence
A ground with splotch and stench of blood
A ground,A grave for nameless bodies
Dont rush,just trudge and see
How labour sows slews of alternatives aginst ceaseless killings and habitual strifes
Just walk and feel the restlessness of positvity
Stop scurrying to pulverise homes and charr lives
Allow the wife relish returns arising from extols and ackowledgements from her blood kins and spouse
For the food she makes
Its that time of the day she maximises her worth and bathes in self-contentment
Lets not make her the deprived damsel
Let the child lurk behind his mother
Let the child play with fake guns
To make a show of his innocuous power and not-so-refined gallantry
Lets not translate such veneer of childhood musings into blocks of realism
Let them hear the sounds emanating from battery-induced guns and not witness splotch of blood as consequence
Let them realise that causing deaths are not their prerogative rights
Let not the diamond dazzle and gleam with a murky scar
Let the acts of plunder and nefarious killings be adjugded
Let for once delineate the rationale behind human existence and prevalence of peace and sanity
Let for once question god and ask him
I know, i concede, i nod
He will tell you what human lives seek over the past million years
Let the baby sleep in peace
Let not rip her off from the sheath
Lets not crush her heart and organs
Lets not reduce her to tatters of oblivious object
Let her cry and react
Let her build the innate impulses
Let her see what blood relations are and not flaming blood
LET THE CIVIL WAR END
Let SIERRA LEONE,UGANDA,ETHIOPIA spearhead peace movements
Let the use of arsenals of arms and ammunitions become an extinct operation
Let the baby sleep in peace
Like the pearl in a shell.