If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. -Mother Teresa.

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. -Mother Teresa.

The dead could not speak against the
war from Vietnam.
Who to speak for them if not Kerry?

The dead could not speak against the
war from Vietnam.
Who to speak for them if not Kerry?

We're waist deep in the Big Muddy
and the big fool says to push on
singing about an incident in read more

We're waist deep in the Big Muddy
and the big fool says to push on
singing about an incident in which
marine recruits died driven to their deaths by an officer.

Peace is a militant state, which is not secured by wishful thinking.... If we are to be sure of our read more

Peace is a militant state, which is not secured by wishful thinking.... If we are to be sure of our liberty, we must be ready to fight for it.

There was false propaganda by the administration
that there were weapons of mass destruction in Iraq
and that Al Qaeda read more

There was false propaganda by the administration
that there were weapons of mass destruction in Iraq
and that Al Qaeda was connected to Saddam Hussein.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. read more

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of read more

The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned.

Alternative Terror
War Tanks rolled over to
Jenin and its Refugee Camp
As battlefields in a minute
Clouds of read more

Alternative Terror
War Tanks rolled over to
Jenin and its Refugee Camp
As battlefields in a minute
Clouds of black smokes belched
From the nozzle of the missiles
Turned the dwellings into debris
And lives breathe under rubble
Still desires of living
That will never be fulfilled
Sighing are heard in the air
Unseen ghosts are roaming freely
Searching their brotherhoods
Living or dead
Souls are still weeping bitterly
With sorrows that never end
In the war turned atmosphere
Flying high in the sky appeared
The hungry vultures that smell
Odors of rotten human flesh
As if the open graveyards
To wipe the terrors and even its ghosts
Out of the worldly atmosphere
Reassuring pure peace
In every people’s mind
Is’t the rebirth of terror
Or alternative terror ?
© Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar.

Peace is no more than a dream as long as we need the comfort of the clan.

Peace is no more than a dream as long as we need the comfort of the clan.