The Value Of Peace Poem by VO THI NHU MAI

the quiet farmer's dream burns brightly, stained with blood
ploughing the soil where mothers sent their children
not to seek glory, but to guard the morning, guard it for planting

peace is the song dancing in ancient rivers
chanted by hearts from Trưng to the hills of Quảng Trị
carried through wars full of purpose, freedom or silence

we remain standing, no matter what comes
we raise no sword for conquest, but for the right to
live on our land with dignity, sun above us, rice in our baskets

love is the strength that rhythms beneath the ruins
lifting the child from rubble to write a future
even in fire, the spirit of peace keeps glowing, sacred, enduring

so let the world remember our small, fierce nation
beating like drums in marches for truth and justice
standing with voices burning, singing of mercy

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