This Is Poem by Atef Ayadi

this planet,
this land,
this oscean and all oceans,
this river and all rivers,
this lake and all lakes,
this glacier and all
artic, and antartic,
that sky,
these clouds,
that sun, and that moon
is our paradise,
for all
without
killing or
ostracism.

so why one is making
it looks like hell?
with soldiers, bombs, guns, germs,
and sticks?
why all this mess and miss
information,
alienation of beings with
mind and beings that are
simply sentients?