Crosses
Crosses stand in silent rows
Stretching across sun-drenched fields.
White faces reflecting sun’s morning bright
And shadow moon’s quiet light.
Thousands rest in peace
Their lives given for peace.
No more guns
No more whistling shells
No more shouts of fear
No more thundering sounds
No more flying bullets
No more cries of pain
Only peace
Is here now
And the silent shout to
War no more
Love . . .
That is the answer
Only love
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