Love and Peace  

(Oriza Martins)

Love, rare feeling,
It doesn't mean that's not rare to love,
Because it’s expensive
We must preserve it;
Love is light, is magic.
And heal any wound;
It’s action, world spring,
A deep feeling,
Check sense to life.

There are many interpretations,
From sublime... to tongs...
But, finally, in essence,
By its coexistence,
It’s soul mate from peace...

It’s impossible to have
Complete love without peace,
Complete love without peace,
Because together make
Antidotes to badness:
If we spread love,
If we promote peace,
We’ll collect, for sure,
The so-called happiness...