A New Jerusalem. Poem by Shaun Cronick

A new Jerusalem shall arise,
From the ashes of the old.
When man stops killing man,
Then its story can be told.

Peace is hard to come by,
In this city of mixed race.
Years and years of endless slaughter,
Sad it has a human face.

But there's always hope for the future.
Peace starts with a simple gesture,
Then this madness will show its ends.
When people of all religions,
Desire at last to become friends.