Late August,1945,
At the night of West Bank
I walked alone with you
I requested you at frequent
Please, make me understand
What peace actually is!
At first, you were silent,
Then replied: wait, my dear,
Till It's 1948 and afterwards!
At first, you were speechless, Then replied: wait, my dear, Till It's 1948 and afterwards! ...
yes it is a relevant question even today, we are all searching for peace, you write very well, thanks for sharing
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At first, you were silent, Then replied: wait, my dear, Till It's 1948 and afterwards!