The sky is transparent enough
To catch the noise of peace
With its old bare feet like ages
Fading into the horizon.
Honor might goes to others
Wealth might goes to others
But humanity has one great job to do
The job is to rescue peace from fading.
Love, a versatile partner
Has left humanity on the other side
Where time is making a fast history
With humans getting behind memory
With the solitary habit of peace,
Peace is stimulating sedative in its fading
But human is seeking revolution and blood
Note, human will be the final casualty.