All my life,
I've been told to keep the peace,
Even if it meant lying down
To let parts of me be cut away,
One by one to be taken as
Someone else's trophy.

One day,
My cut parts stopped growing back.
It was then I realized
They were all wrong.
I should not keep the peace.
I should fight.

I should wage war
So my children would never
Have to sacrifice their bodies
For another person's peace.
Because we are not a peaceful species.
In our hearts, we are always at war.