When? Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

When will the hurting stop,
And tears no longer drop?
When guns fall silent, still,
No more a need to kill?

The words of hope are there,
Of peace beyond compare,
Of tools for life and bread,
Instead of fear and dread.

But when, oh when will be,
This land of harmony?
When hearts will understand,
Just offer a helping hand?

The promise waits, unseen,
A world that could have been.
But when will that day dawn?
When war is finally gone?