This poem reflects the sad state of affairs at various times throughout history worldwide. This poem hits close to my heart, as I am sure it does for anyone; regardless of background; who knows up close and personal the repercussions of war. This poem is dedicated to all innocents in every side, for too often in the name of creed, history, genes, we tend to forget we are all human beings. And that in every war, no matter which side you are on, innocent people pay the price. This is for them…this poem is for all of us.
(Rough Copy)
One Day… Maybe one day love will prevail Maybe one day we will be more concerned With making love instead of creating wars. Maybe one day we will see each other No more masks lies or manipulations A world so corrupt, where the unholy Condemn the innocent to damnation. Borders painted with innocent blood Where the only ones winning cover themselves in gold Meanwhile, rivers made of tears flow Brother against brother…that is war. “Guilty” one shouts to the other The crime, they came from different mothers And while in the name of holiness hatred rains The Gods cry in despair to deaf ears. Readily the devils hand over more guns “Pull the trigger” they whisper While they think “This should be fun”. The garden of peace destroyed on both sides Criminals controlling their minds The only ones laughing are the bankers More gas to the fire means more profits. Maybe one day there won’t be more wars Instead, we shall write about love Free to be… Free to live… Fee to thrive as we please Where the only master is the free spirit within. Maybe one day the petals of peace will open And its aromas will reign supreme Feeling our hearts filled with joy Because the chrysalis is no more. Hatred finally transformed And wings ready to take flight As we leave behind the caterpillar To become butterflies. Sofia E. Falcone
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