Stop the Wars of Man-Made Hate

Stop the Wars of Man-Made Hate

Stop the wars

not just the ones with tanks and boots

but the quiet ones

fought in boardrooms

under polished lights

where no one bleeds

but everyone pays

Stop the wars dressed in speeches

the ones that wear suits

kiss babies

and smile for the news

while somewhere a child

clutches a photograph

like it’s a lifeline

You call it honour

but who does it serve

when the ones who fall

are never the ones

who gave the order

This is not freedom

it is theatre

and the stage is red

with names we’ll never hear

Stop the wars of man-made hate

the kind they teach with flags

and feed with fear

where strangers become enemies

because someone, somewhere

needed more control

They say it’s for peace

but peace doesn’t come

with airstrikes

or silence

or standing ovations

Peace does not need parades

it needs truth

and truth

is a graveyard

full of boys who didn’t come home

and girls who never got to live

and mothers who still wait

at windows

long after the world moved on

Stop the wars

all of them

the loud, the quiet

the visible, the hidden

stop pretending it’s noble

when it’s just

man made murder of the innocent.