Sonntag, 9. Mai 2010

The most needy people

Solid ground
Smashed homes
Shattered households
A rocket killed my husband, just over there
That's war
My child stepped on a lindemine
I've to raise the grandchildren
First the neighbours helped us
And sometimes we are suffering our lifes
Like it odr not
However the invasion improved access to the most needy people
They have to live under undignety
Becauce of war
The earth firms up beneath vour feet
Your heart is steadied in its beat.
Your worries fade.
Your spirit is quickened in its revolve
Poor World made by soldiers
Everything destroied
Like it or not, however
That's the truth
You never bring peace
That's the hell on earth

Zäzilia Mayr

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