The world was wonderful around
Blue skies above and rare clouds.
And all the Earth was paradise,
And merry birds sang fairy rhymes.
And no winds and no rain-
And all was calm, and green, not grey.
My heart with joy was beating there
I didn't feel any despair
But suddenly above, in skies,
I saw black plane, that crashed all sights
And from that plane came black and fire-
to run away was my desire
That plane was dropping bombs and death -
My paradise became a mess.
Oh! People! You are crazy, mad!
Stop bombing Earth-that brings us death.
The Earth is home for you and me,
For bird and animal, and tree.
The God gave planet to us all,
For rich and poor, big and small.
18 мая 2023 года.
Раиса Филина