There is no winner in this war!
We scream as jets roar overhead
Drowning out our plaintive cries
. . . for Peace.
We do not wish this battle, we wail
As bursting bombs crumple cityscapes
And imploding buildings sink into sand
. . . not Peace.
Where is Islam's Prophet? Oh where are our Imams?
Whose voice can we hear over this cacophony?
Where are the placards marching in the streets
. . . for Peace.
Why must children suffer for the hostilities
Of their fathers and their countrymen?
Why cannot our fathers become friends
. . . in Peace?
If our fathers refuse to love us more
Than they hate our neighbors' children,
Then it is we who must stand up
. . . for Peace.
Can you lay aside your reasons for conflict?
Can you stop the roar long enough to hear
The songs of all the world's children? Songs
. . . of Peace.
There is no justification for terrorism!
Do not blame our religion, our race.
Are our national leaders speaking the words
. . . of Peace?
Fathers, prove your love to us this day!
Lay your hate and guns aside and come!
Come sing with us and dance the dance
. . . of Peace.
Copyright C.E.Donaldson 2005
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