You crave to make war
While singing the old song
Of peace and security
In the Horn
Of the time gone by
Full of conspiracy
And utter lies.
Akoy Samuel!
You can go up and down the hill
In search of peace
While the only means is a good will
Devoid of hostility and distrust.
A "mast" without "mask"
Or else, you might distort peace
Both in words and deeds.
Beware of Iago
In Shakespeare's Othello
Who made an innocent Desdomina
The victim of his evil plot.
Don't you know
These venomous conspirators
Whose brain machines
Are some things they employ
As a lab test of ploy.