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Blessed are the hands that make up peace.
They have the potentials to manufacture ease
Blessed are the hands that mold peace.
They do not tear to pieces,
Wounding many hearts,
Throwing friends apart.
They are foremost amongst God's list,
Already enlisted for the heavenly bliss.
Blessed are the hands that embrace peace,
For they are an uncountable number of times.
Far better than wars and crimes.
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Andy
Andrew began his writing at an early age, and grew up during the war years to use his gift of writing as an advocacy tool against violence. His passion for poetry, short stories and the arts helped him to spot-light the dismal years of the war years through the BBC, so that it can be shared with the rest of the world. As a student of Fourah Bay College, his writings appeared frequently on the Buffalo Press Box, and created a lot of insight into the daily predicaments that students endured during the war years. After his graduation, he turned to the internet as a way to reach a wider audience who were unaware of his country's scourges of war. He now has over 45 poems that span a decade, that talks of war and peace. He intends to publish this soon.
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martha tawah | Sep 20th, 2005
the message is important. i hope it touches the heart of people who read it, and guide them in contributing to sierra leone's peace voyage
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