teach me how to stop the war
that rages in a lover’s breast
a thousand centuries of only dust
from this could man ever make lust?
what kind of heart have you for peace?
what kind of lands do you hold the lease?
what kind of people do you want to control?
is there anything left inside your soul?
teach me how to stop the war
that rages in a lover’s heart
before you call me an upstart
what good is war when peace is craved
what good are people when enslaved?
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it makes you such a smaller man
your heart is buried in a can
one small tin can to prove your power
you rage and think the world’s your bower
the world looks on with reasoned eyes
and looks so deeply in your eyes
women wish not war on any man
women wish not war from patriarchy’s can
women wish your arms could lay to rest
we’d wish you love, knowing love is best
knowing love is better than to rage
we wish that you could turn the page
would it not be better to feed the world?
the answer is better when comes from a girl
would it not be better to show your heart?
think of the respect you might start
all around the world for your nobler deeds
instead of for your warlike screeds
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so teach us how to stop your war
& see us happy forevermore
plant on our heads the kiss of peace
plant in a garden all kinds of flowers
plant in our hearts a son, one hour
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VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 