ASK THE BOYS by Mide Benedict

Ask the boys
Whose hands were covered
With the mud of their mother's grave,
Ask them if they really knew
What laid within the soil below their feet.

Tell the boys
Whose toy kits were the bones
Of their closest mates
Ask them if they knew
The femur their father once owned
Is now the fervour for the dog to crack:

Tell the boys who were
Snatched from the hands of dreams
And handed over to imbalance
When the single song of sorrow
Tore their eardrums off peace....

Ask them if they still have dreams
I doubt they will say no,
They do have dreams they may never find.

Mide Benedict

War is nothing but the inactions of peace
Peace and war are nothing but the actions of us

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