Peace, Come Peace! Poem by Eden Trinidad

Can we expect the dogs to bark peace?
Can the cat meow Peace, "hey human, have peace"?
Yet dove, the pigeons love peace the most.
They can't bear war amongst their lords
So, they die in a cage or given the chance to leave they won't come back anymore.
The only thing that we can do is to unite our people.
Live in peace with our bundles of joy why they're young
Don't hand them metals that blow away and blaze someone
"It is a must for survival…" some insist!
How can one survive if hand them over a piece of paper
and an artists' brush?
It's time to be mightier and tougher.
Surely no one wants to blow up this precious earth,
Our lovely dwelling place
Elusive peace, elusive, like the giant squids
and sparrows that attract even the less skillful hands to catch them.
if we do not speak peace, even the jara
and the saligrama and our mineralized mountains,
And the wellspring of rivers and sea sands
will cry out for dear Peace.

jara: means root in Nepal
saligrama: black stones that can be found only in Kali Gandaki river in Nepal