Five years later

Walther

Mitglied
Five years later


Still there glows a smoking crater,
Five years later, five years later,
And a hole us still reminds:
All this loss – an ache that grinds.

Mankind seems its utmost hater,
Five years later, five years later,
And this hate it never ends:
Murder grips with bonelike hands.

Freedom found its cold cremator,
Devil was its host and waiter,
Only faithful will survive.
Blossoms never ever strive.

Hands that long for detonator,
Five years later, five years later,
Should be stopped for heaven’s sake:
Make an end and give a break!

Let us pray to the Creator,
Five years later, five years later,
That a reason comes to mind:
Or we never peace will find.
 



 
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