When Will We Stop?

When will we stop?

We have been fighting –

Fighting for peace, they say.

We are refugees in our own land

A people with shattered dreams

A people with broken promises.

We are in a killing field;

The mines still explode.

Forget the past;

It’s too painful to recollect.

When will we see the dawn break out

Over the hills and vales again?

When will we see the sky

Clean and smokeless again?

When will our children learn to smile,

Sing and play in the sun again?

When will we stop this hatred –

This cancer that spreads through the soul?

When will we stop this killing?

Will someone tell me, when?

7 July 1997

Included in The World's Longest Poem for Peace.

  by the International Society of Poets, Washington D. C.(1997)
 

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