A war is not a picnic
Here or there, but
It is the destruction of
Whole life around us.
If there is not any peace
Here or there, then
A war breaks out
Here or there until
Everything and everyone get destroyed wholly.
Wars are anywhere and
They are even everywhere
Just to stir us badly.
If those ugly wars keep occuring, then
There will not be any inevitable peace, but
There will be always the destruction of
Everything and even everyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem