Suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying…
I’m a child who loves peace
Sawsan Al-Shamiri, 10 years old
I am a child who loves peace
I have always believed in peace
Until I saw something on TV,
Something not expected at all.
I saw on the screen war and destruction
I saw children sleeping in tents
They lost the embrace and protection of their parents
I saw children who are as skinny as ghosts
I saw schools and parks empty of children.
I cried from what I saw and went to the source of love, my father
I asked him: Where did peace go?
Where are schools and parks?
Where is medicine and where is food?
“I hope that all the pigeons and the olive trees grow up and we will be in peace…
I hope the whole world will be filled with peace.”
This poem comes from “The Voices Of Youth” website.
Their Poems for Peace must serve as a wake-up call, spurring global action to achieve peace.
Last night I had the strangest dream
Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
The room was filled with men
And the paper they were signing said
They’d never fight again
And when the papers all were signed
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads
And grateful prayers were prayed
And the people in the streets below
Were dancing round and round
And guns and swords and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground
Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
“Peace is its own reward.”
Mahatma Gandhi