How rich we are;
How happy we could be;
Our friendship could be as a sparkling star.
Why do we refuse to see?
We have legs and hands, ears and eyes as well…
Isn’t it enough to form a world-wide community;
Isn’t it enough to help those who fell?
Power is in our unity.
All the world’s gold
Isn’t worth a child’s wound or cry.
Peace! How many times we were told!
But tomorrow may be to late to try.
Iaroslav Saturday 23.04.2005