If one day, all the wars finished,
If one day, all the children could eat,
If one day, there were no guns,
If one day, there were no slaves,
If one day, all the human rights were completed,
If one day, all the world could smile,
We could get freedom.
Sometimes the peace makes a little abuse to the war.
If there were no bullets in the night,
If the nights weren’t too dark,
The days would be so clear.
If some soldiers could see all the pain,
If the poor people could work and eat,
If the leaders could say
“I’ll make a fair world”
If all the children could survive,
We could get the peace
We could get a smile.
Sometimes the war abuses the peace.
The peace doesn’t abuse the war.
By Cristina Garcia, Spain