About The War
The war is over,
a long time ago.
It started the
day you were born,
and stopped with
the last bullets
In a barrel.
Nobody's
shooting anymore, dude
the tubes
remained empty
at the warrior
who shot
without mercy.
Fear not, the
war is over
a few moments
ago
you will find
out the news soon
in disbelief.
Trust me the war
is over.
A Monologue
I'm listening to
the monologue,
I'm waiting.
Everyone speaks
monologues
today when it's
their turn.
My monologue is
about war,
all the wars
since my birth.
They were there
before.
Maybe they were
worse,
But they don't
stop.
They line up one
after the other.
So I will talk
about war,
so my monologue
will be the longest.
People won't
listen to me
for the longest
time.
They will wait their
turn the longest while
I was talking
about the war,
because war is
something
we all know that
it exists and will never disappear.
I'm waiting for
my monologue.
Church Bells
He sold church
bells
to the enemy for
weapons.
People saw him
as
a hero of his
century.
They built a
monument to him
on the main
square.
To him who sold
the church
bells for
bullets.
His people were
killed
with those
bullets.
Everyone is
clamoring
for the square
that bears his
name.
There is a
monument
on it from which
it
could pour many
bullets
with the name of
the man
who sold it
church bells."
MARIJA LAZAREVIĆ
MARIJA LAZAREVIĆ (Petković) is from
Serbia. She is a doctor of medical sciences and a writer. She is the author of
ten books. Her poems have been translated into several foreign languages. She
is the winner of several literary awards.
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