Your peace

I do not pray, perhaps I never learned.

But when I find silence, I hear.

And silence is gone replaced by music, and sometimes pain.

I should have told you not to love me,

I do not love, I never learned.

But when I use my eyes, I feel.

And sight is gone replaced by fear.

I see you praying, while all those bombs are falling.

Me, I´d trade my life for yours if needed.

I hear your love, while everyone is screaming.

Me, I´d trade my soul to bring you peace.

This useless, stupid, merciless war has fallen.

I never learned to pray or love.

But how I wish to buy you peace,

Real silence, real love.

Your peace will come; I fear it.

I do not pray, just cry and smile if you are looking.

I do not love, but how I wish to end this stupid war for you!

Your peace will come, mine will end.

I know.