To The Lost: The Prize And The Cost

1.Which cause is more than that of peace?
What mighty triumph trumps equilibrium?
To feign it's worth for fighting to cease.

For gold as a tainted love, delivered Abrin.
Noxious clouds fowl in stench released.
From Nature's beauty born, twisted to win.


2.A nobler path to follow in hapless vein.
How much cost a life to live in peace?
Abridged between hopeless and gain.

Remorseless still and sleepless night.
Tearful acid rains on life's every brow;
And even Granite relinquishes it right. 


3.Tis choice alone should decide the sun.
A quart for a quart, an Illusion or taught?
How much cost a life to rest in the run?

A daydream worth owning on dark nights.
A struggle worth more than struggling for. 
Directing in the winds of time's starry lights.


4.A World's weight in gold, to a chrysophilist.
A Fruit-filled plate - full - to a starving child.
How much cost a life to live in peace?


To wit, whichever ransom stole us, our keepers.
Remember well this, our collective lease:
Tis all our brows, laughers and weepers.


5.What other prize can forfeit frightened eyes?
To heal a wound, repair the weary and the blind?
How much cost a life to be rid of these lies?

And just how much cost a life to live in peace?