You hear shouts “stop the killing”,
Though people stay so violent, cruel.
Is there hope for the healing?
Our nature always has been dual.
As someone gives you pretty smile,
The other hides his drowned eyes.
Where there was no place for guile,
Now wars break out, heaven cries.
Men take their homicidal guns,
Drops of the rain are getting red
And The Creator dooms his sons
To strangle in the blood they shed.
Forgotten of the sense of love,
They get obsessed and then resigned.
Eternal fight – it’s not enough,
Their clemency is left behind.
But we can love; do you remember?
It is salvation, perfect cure.
Frozen hearts get brittle, tender,
Rid of ice cover that’s impure.
This is enveloping your skin
Like ocean caressing shore,
When everything becomes serene.
People, let us make love, not war.