A futile struggle

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

A futile struggle

Daniela Marian 

A futile struggle

Don't cry mom

Your son is no longer coming

The wing of peace is broken.

They stood up again.

The ghosts came out of the graves...

Leave the light on

Don't let pride blind you

Shadows invade

across border.

The new ones are leaders.

Love destroys hate.

Hope never dies.

Vanity is in vain

Monsters are born.

Pride fights tyrannically.

The bird cried...

"Come to Peace all..."

© ® Daniela Marian 

Romania - 20.08.2024

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh