So they talk about love
And dictate about peace
They pretend to be humble
And eat our money
They seem to be holding
The titles meant to serve
But they kill our hope
Under the throne they adore

So They ask the poor nation
What is the meaning of peace?
Then laugh at our innocence
That is blind of their greed
They make us believe that
their iniquity is right
Yet they talk about how
Uncoloured Their rule is

So I write about peace
With a pen and a book
And talk about how below the belt
This world is towards peace
A five letter word
That holds my conception
In thousand different directions
To form yet another misconception....