Faint voices
Quiet talks
Men in shadows of fear
De remains of wars
Smoke and blood
Here and there
Earth's tired even
Harboring the dreadful deeds
Come nearer to end
Quieting the sounds that trembles the children
Blunt the spears
Burn the violence
Spit the hate
Embrace the love
Come nearer to end I say
End man's troubles
Leave now your shed
Not for dead but for dance
Come nearer to begin
The sounding drums are here
Fear not the sounds
Here sounds of peace
Chills, chills songs of peace
Come nearer to begin I say
Here we are
In green fields of new rain
Burying guns with roses
Shaking hands with hearts
I see this possible
Come nearer my brother; my brother
Dance with me new songs of peace
Will make it possible
A refined poetic imagination, Julius. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Blunt the spears Burn the violence Spit the hate Embrace the love Come nearer to end I say End man's troubles..a great and positive philospher are you calmouring for peace at your young age..... love your poem.. tony