Violence, death
Blood and tears
Intelligence in the service of destruction
The art of mobilising human beings to die
For principles, rights?
or power, ambition?
Suffering, grief
Despair, revenge
The result eclipsing their dimension
The numbers alone recorded by history
While many die
Others sow a hatred
Speaking of Peace
When a war rages
Innocents, the defenceless oppressed
Interests, politics at the fore
Principles to justify
And rights do not exist
Speaking of war
When peace prevails
Human conscience in alienation
Dignity debased in the absence of morals
A truth is preached
Then violations down-played
The violence screams
Dialogue the loser
There are no causes, forgotten
Spirits aroused, force is the answer
A world of fear
In the media of trauma
Justice, the claim
Punishment, a demand
Dragged into the tide of emotions
The human side of life, twisted
Where there is no courage
And no place for forgiveness
[Kay Rala] Xanana Gusmão (born 1946) Tinmor-Leste
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