Just before today,
whenever people died.
My heart felt the panic,
and my eyes cried.
Today my eyes are dry as a bone
Children crying for their parents.
Parents dying before them.
Things which we would hate to see.
Are being seen now and then.
Humanity is pleading for her survival.
In the strident combat field.
Is there someone to help, anyone to shield?
Let us come and try to stop the war.
And the dance of agony.
And bring this world again the breeze of
Joy, peace and harmony.