When the enemies came to kill me
If I just decided to die
If I did not invented my own weapons to defend me
If I just got on a cross
Everything would have been different.
When I advanced my knowledge of military systems
using science and technologiesmy
enemies made better killing machines and destroying technologies
to defeat me and my environment
We have not learned how to stop this vicious cycle of competition
Now we are all starving with thousands of atomic warheads
we are dying outside of hospitals when our missiles are rusted in storages
people have no homes and sleep on streets while weapons are in their safe places
We are afraid of each other without any hot wars
We forgot how to pronounce hope.
When young ones ask me how was my young days
I can tell them I used to listen to crickets at night
watching the moon, imagining a big rabbit pounding grain in a mortar
eating couple potatoes with grandmother
listening to an old old story of a tiger who used to smoke
You did not have a smartphone?
No game machines?
No e-book or kindle?
No wonder why you are so boring
If I just died on a cross
at that time when my enemies came to kill me
Everything would have been different
I could have rested in peace.