The Price of Peace

The price of peace can be bitter.

The sand has no blood.
Erased by relentless time.
Erased by eternal waves of water.
The serenity of peace has replaced it.



The calmness of the land has returned.
Bones of the sacrificed litter the land.
Destruction and instant death have melted into the soil.
A warm wind has replaced the unending fire.



People are missing.
Those who lived before are only memories.
Memories of lives are lost to the wind.
They float away like diamond dust into the sky.



Great cities are now flat and quiet.
The thunder of mechanized life has been silenced.
Once beautiful, land is now dusty and unlivable.
A costly peace has been achieved.