we bury the hatchets
we remove the thorns in
our heart
we cover the wounds
the healing continues
brothers now, we shall
thrive in this one and
only planet that we
live. So long. Let this
war be ended.
Let this enmity be
forgotten.
there are only the two
of us left and look at
this mess, be not weary,
we have so many things
to do: mend and build again
our healthy walls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Building again healthy walls in life is interesting. Amazingly drafted poem is shared here...10