W a R
Even though it's war,
my hope is not over,
nor my humanity...
After the assaults,
flowers will be reborn,
and even then
the smiles will return,
humanity will not modify...
With so many missiles thrown,
those who perform war,
will also feel pain
and suffering... and love
reigned again,
some day, soon... !
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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