BRUTALITY NEVER RESTS BUT YOU'VE GOT TO

brutal minds, never will they, sleep
they sit on their seats,
hatchin all sorts of plots
every second, as it each passes by...

vengeance i heard was a two edged knife
that has many a time wounded
the holder himself
every once, as it each passes by...

peace on the other hand is panacea my dear
a little of its balm rubbed across your chest
can heal wounds, deep, and also forever
EVERYTIME, as it each passes by

and in my friendship my dear i can promise you -
a shelter from the brutality of a raging weather...
and for u to peacefully rest, a bed of arabian feather
and mebbe a coffee ANYTIME as you pass by