IN TIMES OF PEACE
to declare war
Like a wild beast it rose up
to kill evil
and from the heights of the Heavens
to exterminate it...
to flatten it
with the roar and power of thunderbolts.
Evil died...entered the ground
the garbage of earth
gave it a soul.
It raised its head...stood up straight
reentered the world in a driving rain.
Those were you see times of peace.
Good lived on intoxicated
wearing the laurels of triumph
and the tuxedo of justice.
It gave evil a pardon
in the name of the coexistence of nations and ideas.
Wars and tempests were forgotten
and the thunderbolts
and as in the beginning
lived together again in the name of peace
so in a while war
starts all over again from the beginning.