Homing Pigeon Poem by Ali Rezavand Zayeri

Homing pigeon

Religion and church say God never sleep
I am not philosopher or philosophy is deep
I thinks if I were asleep I could get up by bomb
How God was not asleep and he could stay calm
How many flower should sear to believe winter?
How much times to die and inter?
How we should know who is guilty
Behind computer while drinking tea
How we should say we don't want war
We can judge we can die for our soar
In Europe or Asia politic is bloody
We need to be Jesus to reborn dead buddy
To reborn that children died in seashore
How we can say we don't want war
What is the last goal, dream land or money?
Sky is black, for a long time not sunny.
Thousands of soldiers for just a king
They were orchestra for a singer to sing
Sing the saddest song, never had played
Song of the war, which can't be delayed
But audiences were films or history Books
The pen which can hardly brooks
How we can find real guilty
Behind computer while drinking tea
Who will know homing pigeon what will bring?
When is last war and who is the king?
The king is God in your inner who is calm
Who, laughed to Guns and bomb.
I can't be calm till I feel the peace
It is not possible even at Suisse

Ali Rezavand