Stand Down, Sit up

[x1harrypotter1x]

War is not your resources,
or the variety of ammunition.
An endless clash of stanzas.

Peace is not about your life,
or the end of tiresome strife.
The act of love in the guise of night.

We are not your enemies,
It's their words you must fear.
Whispering greed and death.

You are not the enemies,
It is our fear of words.
Understanding grows like trees.

But first we must plant the seed.
water it with whatever it needs.
Stand back, men will be free.