What? What? What?
I thought life was only
bad and good moments
that kept changing seats
I thought heaven was a metaphore
and that happiness was made of
some exceptional moments
I thought we should fight for
a better work, money, food, clothes
and that silence could be respectful
But bad moments are not bad
when we decide for the good ones
and heaven is to love and to be loved in return
Happiness is how we feel
when we are complete
even when we are sad.
We must fight for nothing but peace
and silence is never, never, respectful
Each word we don't say
is a missed opportunity.
Patricia Evans
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