Guernica, Again



The sky is crying!

The War has started again.

Everyone throws their bundle

of fear onto the fire.

And prayers, prayers

for the salvation of innocents.

The sky is burning with tears.


One hour of war is too long.

This desire to kill and destroy

makes our world filthy.

The whole earth is shattered

by these bombs,

the land of our Mothers

a morgue of grieving.


The Sun comes out,

clouds swim the blue

and spring resumes her flowering.

Peace cannot be stopped.

Life is innocent and has no eyes for hate.

Friends call out to friends:

Let the War be over soon.