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Poem for NATO

— Luciana Stoicescu-Vaughan

We live soul-trampling times.

Truth ceased to exist.

Deceit is the only true constant.

My mind is falling asleep

For I can not comprehend.

The history is written in front of our eyes.

The question is, who is rolling the dice (?)

I would like to talk to the children:

Do not spoil your minds

With the confusing polemics of grownups.

I would like to talk to all women:

Do not bring any more children

In this falling apart world.

But the most I would like to talk

To the statesmen of the world

And asking them questions:

Who are you in fact?

You ruminate our destinies

In hidden chambers of fatal negociations

Without caring of our opinions.

You are just ordinary people

Like us, like any of us,

But we were not favored by the

Power giving star.

You were the ones chosen

By the planetary system

Of the benevolent signs of the zodiac.

And what did you do for us?

You are the ones I would talk to the most.

You, who multiply and divide us

According to the last night's nightmare.

Our torment does not reach

The presidential or the royal palace.

The eye of the commoner does not see

Behind closed and forbidden doors.

The man can only await his verdict

But has no way to appeal.

The wound made by you, politicians of all times

Is getting deeper and deeper by the day

And you do not seem to realize

That the only solution is a better taken advise.

You fight for peace in your press conferences

But you start wars in souls and lives.

Is there an end to all this?

The discrepancy betwen nations and people

Is getting bigger. What do you do for this?

I would like you to understand

That now, there is no place for your peace.

We are tired and sick of everything.

Did you ever really care?

We don't see anything around going fair.

You spread among you the usual protocol

At the common table,

Enjoying expensive drinks and

Discussing the same endless topics

With no better results.

Some of you are celebrating

While others are laid in graves, decaying.

What a tragicomedy played in front of us!

Perhaps you even laugh among yourselves

At our ignorance and our hope

That one day, soon, there will be light

At the frontiers of our much tormented world.

I would also like to tell the mankind

In one sentence all that I believe unites us:

The only hope of the defeated is to hope no more.

But if I am wrong

And there are some who don't agree

I dare to say: Stand up and prove it to me!

(For 50h anniversary of NATO)

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