PRISONER OF TIME 2 © 2008
Who will stop these deaths,
Felled by the ignorance of ranks,
Who will break the cycle of fates,
That reaps lives, amidst decadent commands?
Who will allow the children to grow,
Free from the weight of weapons in their hands,
And prevent them from pulling the trigger,
Turning hatred into fraternal songs?
Do not laugh, for your teeth smell foul,
For in the false smile there is a trace of pain,
There is no joy in indecent deaths,
Nor honour in fighting without love.
More than empty words are needed,
More than promises cast to the wind,
Action is needed to save lives,
And transform war into understanding.