And so,
peace and love it flows with a flower in your hair,
and peace and compassion in your head,
and from out of the aftermath of battlefields,
from brutality, torture, war and death.
From Earthquakes and disaster zones,
from floods and places hurricane swept,
from populations ravaged by disease,
from famine and drought,
from mass shootings,
with the families of loved ones killed,
left depressed and bereft.
From the environmental disasters,
and oil spills covering beaches and seabirds,
leaving their rotting corpses,
and the ones that are still alive, distressed.
From mass deforestation,
from stabbings and acid attacks,
from the aftermath of homophobia,
and xenophobia and racism,
and from suicide bomb attacks,
from the innocent people that are killed and injured,
on pavements by cowardly terrorists,
innocent people brutally run over,
by cars and lorries in thirty seconds’, flat.
From the inhumane slaughter of animals,
and the cutting off of sharks’ fins for medicine.
From the removal of rhinoceros’s horns,
and the capture of other animals in traps.
From the sickening shooting of animals,
by tourists on safaris,
who pose next to dead elephants and lions for fun.
From the images taken after,
where they stand with a hand on their hips,
with smiles like Cheshire cats,
whilst cheerfully holding a gun.
From the dictatorships,
where freedom of expression is oppressed.
Where opposition members are spirited away and beaten,
sometimes never ever to be seen again.
And if they are lucky,
sometimes returned to their families,
in a bloody and a broken mess.
And sometimes,
without all their limbs complete,
and with great tears of distress,
and often with scars upon their bodies and minds,
and carrying a trauma that will never mend.
But alas the day if it comes, that we have no humanity left.
Now, would not it be good,
if there were no more slaughter of animals for greed,
and no senseless torturing of humans,
no brutality,
and no perpetual war and death,
but better yet,
just permanent peace,
permanent peace and love instead.
