War ...

War ...
This simple word has an anguish memory
in the hearts of those men, women, and children
who have been through it
Who had their homes destroyed and their hearts broken and memories lacerated and torn
Who had their children startled to death
This word is not just made of letters
But it is made of tears and sorrow
It is made of anger and hate.
War ...
War has destroyed beautiful countries and civilized culture It killed great heroes and innocent people.
War smashed hearts and withdraw sensations
I walked in the streets of this beautiful country that was demolished by war
I saw tears on the floors
I saw strangled kids with no vitality to breathe
I saw memories dispersed in the contaminated air
And souls that were searching for their homes with no hope.
Why to fight ?
Why to fill our hearts with such a great amount of hate and anger?
Why?
I looked at the floor that was flooded with tears and dropped a tear of my own to join these lost souls and search with them to find my home with my nation.