Peace

Peace
Is what comes to us
Like a thief in the night
When we realize
That there’s nothing left to loose
And nothing more to gain
There might be a million “they this or that”
But only one place to point the finger
The river always runs to the ocean
And truth find back to itself
Sometimes the stream takes us
But we always have the choice
How to swim
And sometimes our voice might drown in the noise
But truth still there to speak