When every drop of hope seemed spilled with ease
By narrow minded people without thinking
The enemies of freedom make their peace
Don’t hesitate to drop your glass of drinking
For peace we raise another glass or two
Inside our safe and glossy house of cards
Inside of us we hope to make it through
This time of war with help from higher guards
Those are the lords of beer and wine and poison
To numb our brains we risk the future doom
We play with fate and throw the bloody toys in
Until we get our individual tomb
        The peace we try to conquer won’t survive
        Without the war we didn’t want in life.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2022