P for Peace


When power played
its tricks
I made a young enemy,
a hidden politician
within me
and the war began-
War for Peace
For years, no good air
to breathe no sunshine.

Black sky black rain
A flood of anger,
hatred and violence
Fear and torment
Hurt and pain
All inner contradictions!
Since many years…


We both
My young enemy and me
Have been victims
Of a mysterious uneasiness
On the onset of the war
Our sole intention was
Peace and happiness