My tears!
My tears!
Who will wipe tears?
Oh! People of the world,
Where are you to rescue me?
Where are you to listen to me?
Where are you to comfort me?
I am a refugee,
I did not choose to be one.
But a situation gave me this destitute status,
I detest it, I have no choice.
Oh! People of the world,
Who will wipe my tears?
Who will conquer peace?
I long for peace to come,
Lonely for reunification.
Peace! Oh, Peace!
I search your trails.
All I got is negative.
Peace!
Your beauty is nowhere,
Your love and glory is nowhere.
Peace, do you have eyes and legs?
Peace!
Peace!
Peace!
At the negotiating tables,
You fail the diplomats,
You fail the pity of innocents’ prayers.
Peace!
If you were having:
Eyes to see,
Ears to listen,
Body to suffer,
Stomach to starve,
You would seek refuge
In a godly continent!
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