Maybe someday we'll talk instead of speak.
Perhaps listen before a whisper turns into a shout
and pay attention to what's going on.
Maybe someday peace will reside,
and provide relief to so much grief.
Maybe eyes will someday say 'hello'
and show love to strangers standing beside.
Maybe someday awareness shall inspire
to promote understanding of wishes in our hearts,
to please believe in what's been sought for so long.
No casualties to look upon with sadness or to mourn once more.
Is that so wrong?
Maybe someday no reasons shall be needed for forgiveness, compassion and generosity to be shown
to even those who've 'fallen from grace'.
Maybe..someday...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem