that gather one by one finally become a sea.
zarreh jam garadad vangahi darya shavad".
It cannot get better
War does not heal
It does not mend
War has never solved a problem
Or wiped the tear
From a mother's eye
Bombs fall, bones crush
Lives end, Love dies
Lorna lives in Miami,
your art or poetry to Green Dove for consideration.
We must allow ourselves the joy of loving through
life more than we fear our living.
Imagine all the
people living life in peace. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not
the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live