Violence

There’s an unknown voice in violence,
That’s desperate to be heard,
To live in vile and evil ways,
It’s only way to serve.

There’s a lone lie in violence,
That’s far from being nice,
And because you believe it fully,
It grips you like a vice.

There’s live and love in violence,
It’s hard, I know that’s true,
If only you could hear this voice,
But it’s really up to you.

For no one can convince,
Against a beings will,
No matter how loud that voice,
You’ll be unconvinced still.

But once you hear that call,
Know it is your choice,
To see the lie, and lift the veil,
And find love’s own clear voice.

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