Bam**
A gun shot a mere echo in the nearly silent field
In the small second it takes to breath war erupted,
Death in his robe made up of the afterlife taking the souls along
Crack
The earth split open and the guns were silenced
If only for a minute
Before the fingers were being ****** with angry spitting face,
Accusations being flung like bombs
Then the ground began to shake
And from the crack in the Earth a tree grew
Between them
It took every bullet every stab every word
And with each one a flower grew around the tree
To end a war fight with peace