*The poem below is untitled
All I need is a single, small spark. Then that spark can start a flame, And that flame can become a fire. A fire so ferocious and wild, that it could take over the world in a matter of seconds.
Leaving the world to die.
I can spread across the world like a wildfire,
Sending hate, sorrow and violence every which way.
If you listen to me, you will hear sounds. Sounds of guns firing, People screaming, Children crying.
Sounds that exist, because of me.
I have the power to wipe out entire countries. I can divide families;
Make them fight and kill one another.
I can manipulate people to do whatever
I can do anything to the world.
I am War.
But I have one enemy.
She is the only thing that can dominate me. I could be as powerful as every nation combined,
I could be responsible for the largest genocide,
I could send the world into complete and utter chaos.
But I would not win.
She would whisper words of truth and healing into the ears of my victims.
She would dominate me,
Make me completely and utterly powerless.
She would end me and my evil ways until no one was under my control.
Her name is Peace.
Peace will win in the end.
Peace will win, and I will lose.
She will let everyone know when I am gone.
There will be no more gunshots in the air,
No more bloodshed,
No more death.
There will be a roaring sound of silence,
And everyone will know what it means: