Coming too cruel,
Is the presence of evil.
And it has fooled,
The people who sit.
People have been minimized,
In maximized conflicts.
With it believed,
They'll receive benefits.
But a peace that could exist is being bombed.
Coming too cruel,
Is the presence of evil.
With a peace that could exist being bombed.
People have been minimized,
In maximized conflicts.
With a wish for a peace nowhere around found.
Children that are orphaned wonder,
'What's the war for? '
Children used as targets wonder.
'What's the war for? '
Children crying tears do wonder,
'What's the war for?
We don't want more.
Take from us your wars.'
Children that are orphaned wonder,
'What's the war for? '
Children used as targets wonder.
'What's the war for? '
Children crying tears do wonder,
'What's the war for?
We don't want more.
Take from us your wars.'
Coming too cruel,
Is the presence of evil.
'What's the war for? '
People are tricked into conflicts.
But what's the war for?
And who are they with a wish for more?
Coming too cruel,
Is the presence of evil.
'What's the war for? '
People are tricked into conflicts.
But what's the war for?
And who are they with a wish for more?
Coming too cruel,
Is the presence of evil.
'What's the war for?
And who are they with a wish for more?
War if you must on your own shores.
Take away today your presence of evil.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem