hello aini

whereas the silence has been decieving

and then the cannon came right in

peace’s crawling and bleeding…

                                                         

do you still wonder about the world, my friend?

no tomorrows for us, not until the end

                                                 

hear the bombs singing and constantly raging

a bull’s-eyes target, to our bodies where you’re aiming

burn our greeniest farms and our everything

see the bullets sleeping on our pains

conquer our lands to feed your hands

burry us and the freedom beneath the coiled winds

                                                   

sure we’ll hang up our white flags

if it assures you, my neighboor =]

and we’ll surrender to your trait

after all it’s a waste to wait

                                                

watch us, the people you’re taking

and the people you’re killing

with no difference between you, then we were just unlucky

to be born not in your country

                                        

this is where peace starts crawling

prosperity ran crying

and poverty starts taking in

                                       

if you look closer we’re your friends

we just didn’t have the time to send you our greetings and smiles

because our smiles had died with the cannons your dropping to us

and our greetings faded when you shot us with your bows

maybe someday we’ll see each other

with satisfaction in your wars

and sanctuary covering our stars

and silence is no longer decieving….