Wait

I can’t wait

For my children to hear

A story so old

Of men and war

Of refugees fleeing

Of how their mother met

A man so fair

In foreign lands

And the beginning

I can’t wait for war to sound so strange

Men killing men is not a way of living

Can’t wait for a change in this rhythm

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