Where are the humans of peace?

Isabella Bernardo

 In the meanwhile of fires on the
one side
and floods on the other side
I`m asking myself what will
happen to the next?
 No men can give me an answer
and my feelings lay down.
My heart is beating
but my body and soul are in pain.
Not my health is the
problem
(although it is one too)
not my unfilled wishes are
the problems
 but more the lost
empathy, the lost
humanity and the
World became cold.
What shall I tell my
children and my
grandchildren?
How can they live with a
 little bit joy
in the middle of the
disaster with all their
plans and dreams they have?
In which edge on this
planet can they live in peace?
Which country will
give - more – can
promise them that
their hard work will
bring them success and satisfaction
to have tried to change
this World into a better one?
I can`t promise them anything
because I would be a liar
because my way
crossed so many liars in the past
 and the liars of the
future are busy right now
What are we doing?
The mankind falls
 as we are fallen so long
- then, when we didn`t
listen to our inner
voices when we sang
 „We shall over come“ and then,
when we have said:
 „Never again?“ and then,
when we have demaged their
future?
Where are the people they
are standig up in peace, to find the
peace for all?

 

No man is an Island

 John Donne 


is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man's death diminishes me, no man is an island entire of itself; every man
because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

 

 

 

 

I carry your heart with me

 

E. E. Cummings

 

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart)

I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)

I want no world (for beautiful you are my  world, my true)
And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
And whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

 

 

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