Fury and Peace.

It all began when fury waged war
against peace with a roar;
Fury was vary of peace,
And so was peace with fury’s case.

Neither of the two;
Knew the barbered cue.
One that was to know;
Dealt with the snow.

Both held their weapons high;
All their horses did neigh.
Nine feet were the spears;
to cause the man tears.

Loss of lives had been;
Everyone had seen.
They knew it wasn’t;
Because it hasn’t
Made anyone worthy of what they did,
From each other what they hid;
Was the secret of the two.

(Post things, ties that rage and serenity have is as that of fury and peace. Never seen together but can make the other kneel for the knows of no(s).)





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