Only a second apart raindrops will touch the ground
Making a sound of peace for all around
For peace was the image he had in mind when he created the ground
But the only mistake he made was the beings he situated on the ground
As they would spill each other's blood making it unholy and with no peace

I am sure he watches with a painful headache
As the peace holders kill each other with heartache
For love was the image he had in mind
And only the opposite of that love is what people are most pationate about
Like his holy book say '' in his own image he made a man, ''
An image of love and compassion
And from that man he made him a companion
A companion whom he must love and cherish
Not spilt her blood and kill

A companion he must protect and cherish
Not rape and slaughter
For she now sits in fear as she doesn't know what her protector will put her through next
She sits in anger slowly forgetting how it feels to be loved
Instead of longing for compassion
She longs for death as it seems like the only way out

Only a second apart raindrops would touch the ground
Making a sound of peace
Peace she longs for