I see no peace… I don’t even know peace
It rests somewhere in the dark… where we can’t reach
Victory comes to those who cease to retreat
The sound of war and revenge is so sweet
I see no peace… I don’t even know peace
Homicides are countless when I walk the streets
Blood trickles down the face of the innocent
Death represents how our time was spent
I see no peace… I don’t even know peace
It’s dangerous to walk the streets with no piece
Who is peace? Please arrive if you hear me
Offer us a path… these times are weary
We see no peace… do we desire to know peace?
Do we long for tranquility… for brutality to cease?
I wish I knew peace… a place of harmony to dwell
A place of angelic heavens… to escape this hell

-Jon Chambers

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