Perhaps what I really need no is a hot cup of chocolate
Or a glass of beer
and another glass of fruit cocktails
or a bottle of champagne
Or another bottle of the most expensive whiskey
Perhaps what I really need is no sun shining
Or just no gleaming moon
Neither the sparkle of the stars
Neither a light from the torch
Neither which comes from the candle
Perhaps what I really need now is no waves
The stopping tides
All of them set in inanimate
The hanging birds
The dangling wind
Perhaps what I really need today is just stop talking
For the next argument, stop thinking
For the next step, stop walking
For the next challenge, stop struggling
For the next war, stop fighting
