Just look into your heart.
And you will see. That is not true.
It’s simple, it’s not hard.
And every word I used to say
You’ll hear them just right now.
I’m not alone; I’m on your way.
And don’t you ask me: how?
Don’t look so sad!
You must think twice.
It is not bad,
It’s your sunrise.
So many poems I can write,
About our lovely night.
But I wrote just one, this.
About war, you, me and peace.