Where is the sun
and the face of light?
When the deep dark hates to spread the night
Where is the moon and the glint of stars?
For the hours need them to cure the scars
Where is the air and the breath of life
When the wind wants to blow down the strife
Where is the love and seed of trust?
For the earth needs it to fix the crust
Where is the way through the door of peace?
When hate is rife and wars never cease
~5th May, 2011
