Echoes of Peace

In fields where once the poppies bloomed,

Now shadows fall, the earth consumed.

A somber dance of steel and fire,

Where dreams and hopes, they all expire.

The drums of war, they beat their tune,

A dirge that echoes 'neath the moon.

Men march to battle, hearts weighed down,

In search of glory, wearing a frown.

Yet in the midst of this turmoil grim,

There lies a hope, a whispered hymn.

For in the hearts of those who dare,

A flame still burns, a fervent prayer.

Let swords be sheathed, let guns be stilled,

Let hatred die, let love rebuild.

For peace is not just absence of war,

But a bond that binds us, forevermore.

So let us raise our voices high,

And strive for peace beneath the sky.

For in our unity, we shall find,

A world where war is left behind.