Peace in my nest is presented to the world as stupendously unique.
But within the four squared corners of my home, peace is apparently oblique.
The plight within my pretty heart to withness peace continues to burn.
Castles are built in the air all around the universe about how peace in my city can never turn.
That peace that they boast of, I can't even see.
Perhaps, this peace I know is only abundant beneath the sea.

We are told to wear...