The One Who Declared Blessed Peace
Freedom is more precious than life
when we fight for the right cause,
envy and hatred merit no applause;
our fathers defended it with pride.
All of a sudden violent rioters have gone into remote hiding,
hushed by sheer folly and betrayed by a belief so demeaning:
they don't mention the one who has declared blessed peace;
we can do without these troublemakers who defy the Police.
The Flotilla led by Great Thunberg sailed in dangerous water,
her goal was to bring aid, it never reached its destination:
two hundred people on board of small boats threatened by war;
it wasn't their task to bring supplies that would be stolen.
They don't mention the name of the one who declared blessed peace,
this what hypocrites do: they stir anger, I've watched them in disbelief;
they should use their time in productive ways, not get deep in grief:
they were given great things, but they took them apart piece by piece.
Fear, chaos and unrest make us aware of our madness and silliness,
if they are no saviors, no doers, no heroes to look up to: be inventive,
don't greet darkness, which is the source of despair, greet brightness;
love for oneself and others is the key to a happier living, choose these.
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