What is War?
War is not the syllables of rifles
Which knock the heart out.
It is not the echoes of bombs
Which put the thought in doubt.
It is not the missing mothers and sisters
The departed fathers and brothers
The footsteps withdrawn from family globes.
It is not the hungry dishes and calabashes
The lack of smile on the faces of children.
War is the lack of the soft verses
Which hold heart and body together.
It is the absence of the tender utterances
Which pattern the worth of the soul.
War is the illness which chews peace to pieces.