When all words are said and done,
when every opportunity is gone
to live in peace, to find harmony
maybe I will be the only one
who will still pray on my knees,
begging for Your mercies
as I have seen the ravage that war brings
and know the insecurities
of manmade solutions that do not hold
even if at truth's very threshold,
and no words might be necessary
if Your love can unfold
and turn our own upside-down world
back to what it is supposed to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem