Give A Drop Of Reason For Peace

The wild clouds Are traveling In the firmament. The missiles and projectiles Are bursting the profile Of many innocent people. The children Are crying on the benches, And their moms Are suffering miserably. Big and expensive guns Are devouring mountains, Valleys and cities. Where is the love, Amidst all these killings, In full fury, Where day Becomes night? In the whirlwind of miseries, Absent are the roses, Where nature is gloomy. Man kills himself, why? For nothing; for cow dung. Humanity is wearing a cross Which is very heavy. No more bread, They shot the workers and the bakers. We are all in the face of danger. The wise clouds Have seen the gruesome images; Both countries are demolished By ignorance and demagoguery. Give a chance to diplomacy; Give a blob of common sense to peace, In order to nourish the giant tree of respect. War will always be a senseless folly. Copyright © November 2012, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.