NEKA PRESTANE.. Zorica Stankovic

Neka prestane lelek na zgarištima,
Vijorenje krvlju okaljanih kama,
vadjenje kostiju iz jama,
I otvaranje novih još strasnijih.
Bože,molim ti sja,
neka prestane.

Neka prestane,
rušenje kuća i grobova,
streljanje prerano sazrelih dečaka,
gledanje komšija i prijatelja preko nišana,
o svevišnji Bože naš,
Neka prestane.

Neka prestane,
buka nevidljivih noćnih ptica,
Pogledi staraca iz tudjih šljivika,
što zure u nebo i liče na ugašene ugarke,
O svevišnji Bože naš neka prestane.

Neka prestane ,
vapaj unesrećenih žena
I samrtni ropac beba!!!
Smiluj se,
o svevišnji Bože naš,
 NEKA PRESTANE!!!
             
       Zorica Stanković-Serbia

LET IT STOP

 Let the wailing cease at the hearths,
 Whirling blood-stained daggers,
 extracting bones from pits,
 And the opening of new even more passionate ones.
 God, please shine,
 let it stop.

 Let it stop,
 demolition of houses and graves,
 shooting premature boys,
 watching neighbors and friends over the crosshairs,
 O Most High our God,
 Let it stop.

 Let it stop,
 the noise of invisible night birds,
 Eyes of old people from other people's plums,
 staring at the sky and looking like extinguished stumps,
 O Most High our God let it cease.

 Let it stop,
 the cry of unhappy women
 And a dying baby robber !!!
 Have mercy
 O Most High our God,
  LET IT STOP !!!
             
 -Serbia