Radenko Fanuka
Jul
17

WAR

War is an unhealthy power
Love is a power
Love is the answer,
What the devil can do,
But the devil doesn’t do,
No matter where you are,
And no matter who you are
And where you’re standing in this world
Drop your gun
Stop fighting
Your love and mine
Our love, will feed the devil
And tell the devil what to do

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May
25

The World is Mine

I

Walking behind ALL
People, please don’t rush
Flying above the birds
Flying above the sky
The drops, the sun the moon the stars
Life’s drops are all mine.

II

Walking behind ALL
People, don’t be afraid
One drop, the earth’s soil holding in my hand
The soil is not dry
The sun is powerful and warm, as the child’s eyes
Without the moon, what the world can see will dry
Life’s drops are all mine.

III

Walking behind the Time, the line is long
How can the earth’s soil be dry
When women and children cry
Tear drops are falling down
And they all fall into one drop
The sun, the moon, and the stars
The life’s drops – are all mine.

IV

Walking behind a long line
People, why are you walking away from your home
Please, don’t rush
Those walking sad and in fear
And walking last on line
They will be served first
One drop
The world is mine.

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May
16

We Cannot Allow the Devil to Die

I

God is good
God respects and loves
All of his Nature the same
The power of Nature is telling us
“We trust God. We obey God’s laws
And work for God.
As Nature, we work together
For ourselves.”

II

God is as good as a good teacher
Children in a classroom
Will work with warmth in their heart
For a good teacher
First with their hearts
Then with their minds
We need good teachers
The same way as we need a good God
All Nature obeys God’s laws
And we need teachers who can obey Nature’s laws.

III

Let’s start to feed the devil with little
Let the devil suffer, but not die
We don’t need a perfect world
We need a better world
Let’s leave the heights of the mountains as they are
Let’s stay away from a perfect love
Pound for pound will be enough
Let the devil suffer, but not die.

IV

God, please tell me what the world doesn’t want to know
Almighty, is it too late to ask?
We can help ourselves and Nature
By working together
For a good God
Together, for ourselves
We cannot work and live, as we live and work
One against all Nature
If we live, as we live, the devil will die.

V

All Nature obeys God’s laws
This world needs teachers who can obey Nature’s law
Who can teach children and tell the world
“God will not increase his power, for us
Over his Nature’s power,”
Let’s feed the devil with very little
Let the devil suffer
But don’t let him die from hunger.

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Apr
25

A Dream

(It’s Beginning in the 27th Century and ending in the 21st)

I

Why, far away from home?
For the very first time I slept and dreamed peacefully about life,
As a tree dreams in the winter,
And as a fruit tree dreams its early spring dream, and blooms and blossoms.
It’s a dream that a fruit dreams in the summer and fall, and it ripens.
A dream, a very last dream.

II

In my dream, for the very first time,
I let my mind fly and speed,
As free as a bird from its cage could fly,
Underneath the clear, peaceful sky,
And above the blooming and blossoming creeks, rivers, and the deep seas.
I dreamed what I have been searching for since my young days,
My dream is to find love and peace underneath this beautiful sky.
Why, far away from home, in my home?

III

Far away from home.
It is the first peaceful night,
And the first peaceful dream.
In my dream, no one woke me up,
And no one asked me to write.
I let my mind fly and speed as a mind, but not faster than the speed of daylight,
With the intention of landing,
Before the night closes its eyes.
Speed up as a mind,
But, only, the quickest speed which God had the power to create.

IV

Far away from home, in my home
In my dream, voices of birds, love and peace
Woke me up, before the sunrise.
This happiness made me cry.
I found myself living in a small house,
A house with one door,
A door without a lock.
In my dream, I found the living truth
Existing between the reality and the dream
Far away from home.

V

Far away from home,
A beautiful morning has risen,
Filled with peace and love.
All nature bloomed and blossomed, like truth.
In my dream, as in my life,
I looked down before I looked up,
And I could tell how happy and peaceful the face of the earth’s soil was.
It was as happy and peaceful,
As a good lover can make
A woman’s face
In the later years of her life.

VI

In my dream, I looked down before I looked up,
And I found the human footprints positioned unusually close to each other.
These footprints made me ponder, “If God created another quicker speed than that of the
human mind, what could IT be?”
I lowered myself to my knees,
And I touched the footprints with my fingers and my mind.
I found the answer to what IT could be
Underneath the footprints

VII

In my dream, a beautiful morning was born.
Forests were covered with large dew tears, love and peace,
And the sun’s healthy rays
Aided the lizards and snakes in removing their winter clothes,
The same as they made me remove mine.
It was the very first moment in my life’s dream
When I could not see anything else in front of my eyes, except the truth, peace, and love God and his nature, truth, peace and love.

VIII

It was a peaceful dream, and a peaceful morning
Underneath the crystal-clear, blue sky.
I looked up and I could see
Many angels who were flying very high in the sky
And, flying very low, just above the trees,
Were three angels with large wings,
Holding onto something large and white.
As they flew, far away from home, in their home

IX

I shouted up to them, very loudly,
“Friends, who are you?”
One of them answered,
“Now is the time to say it, “We NEVER WERE, friends.”
The angels flew very low
As they held a blank map of the world in their hands,
The likeness of an animal skin with two large ears, and not too long of a tail

X

The three angels whose wings were large
Were flying very low.
Two of them held the map of the world, by its shoulders,
And the third one held it by its tail, not willing to release it.
They dropped this map from their hands
And, then, flew away, very low.
I woke up from my beautiful dream,
And I’m unable to stop myself from crying.

XI

World, please, remove your shoes and your socks
And step, with your bare feet,
Onto the face of the earth’s soil.
That answer, to what IT could be,
Will be found there!
Good, almighty God,
It is a long, rough road!
Why, far away from home?

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May
2

Life’s Drops

A child is unable to tell,
What the old is able to forget.
It is sweet!
Thousands of years ago,
Like yesterday,
And like today,
It is still a sweet taste.
Why has God created soil with rocks,
And meat with bones?
It’s a taste which can be tasted,
For tomorrow, today.
What’s the same between rich and poor?
What is between two rocks,
And between the two bones?
Between the two rocks,
The soil is rich and sweet.
Between the two bones,
Meat is so tasty and sweet,
And it is a taste,
Which can make the rich beg,
Like the poor,
Beg like the poor,
With the same hope and an identical yearning.
It is a taste,
Which helps to turn the world around,
And the flowers to blossom and bloom.
You my love, TO MAKE SURE,
Pray for my soul.
If I could find,
I’d be able to leave,
One answer here,
The answer that the world,
Has not yet found.
My dear love,
It is the one,
I was unable to tell you.
A child is unable to tell,
What the old is able to forget!
And, pray for yourself, as well.

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Apr
18

NEVER AGAIN

NEVER AGAIN are two words
That are sad and too big
For night to have swallowed.
The sun has not stopped its crying yet
And the daylight still has its shame.
NEVER AGAIN!
God’s creations are still affected and wounded
High mountains are echoing,
“Manpower turned out to be nature power.”
A dark cloud was created
Between the sky and the soil.
In the 21st century of the year 2006
Nature is afraid of who will be next.
Human being has created
Some healthy, powerful words.
God, help us to utilize these words.
Human being reached its highest peak that can be reached
When he created the spoon and the fork.
God, let us use them!
God, help us, and remain with us!
Infection that remains, and that which will spread
As well as nature’s wounds
Will take thousands of years to heal.
NEVER AGAIN!
 Two sad lonely words
Are missing one word, the word, DON’T.
Wide world, “DON’T”
And don’t search for less.
World, don’t you see you are getting
And you will get more?
God, forgive us!
Help us and our children!
Don’t ever let IT happen again to any one of us.
I know the sun will rise again
With a smile on its face
But, I don’t know the day.
God, thank you for staying with us, as always!

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Nov
14

Truth For Sale

I, truth, am for sale
What happened to me? “I ask myself
I wonder if it happened to you, too?
I did nurture this soil
I did nurture this world
It is now October, 2005
Word SMART, “Tell me, where am I hidden?”
World, where can I be found?
I did nurture the sky, air and rain
Where can I be found?
I did nurture the fish, rivers and the seas
Where can I be found?
I did nurture grass, flowers, herbs and trees
Where can I be found?
 
Oh, I did nurture the birds,
And all other animals,
From my lungs and my heart.
Where can I be found?
I did nurture vegetables and fruit trees
Where can I be found?
I did nurture beautiful, naïve children,
And you, world, body and mind
What has happened and why?
I was unable to please the word SMART
Yes, I nurtured myself,
From the very beginning,
So, why not to the end?
 
World, do you happen to know,
Who will buy me?
Consult your own health,
Before you consult your doctor,
Before you ask your teacher,
Before you consult your leaders,
Where, on this earth,
Can they find me?
Find me, the one truth
Oh, human mind, please do not resist me
Even though it is nature’s law,
As well as God’s law,
I must wait,
 
And, at one end, I will wait
Oh, human mind,
There are no other words left,
Except for these:
“God, please help us all.”

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Nov
11

Together

Together

The door is still open,
For the four beautiful colors,
Of black, white, yellow and red,
And the ones born from them
Peace, we can find
This beautiful earth belongs to us

Together

We must build one step,
A step which can sustain love and peace,
And that is what this soil needs,
And that is what we need
LOVE and PEACE
Poor and rich, alike,
We can all be rich

Togehther 

How far can we go?
Far, very far
We can stop wars,
Save innocent people,
And our children’s lives
We can walk on the new road, far

Together

We can find what we did not yet find,
And what we have lost
We can help ourselves,
And it will be the first step,
A strong, healthy step,
For our beautiful children to stand on
 

Together

We will be able to laugh, suffer and cry
Clean the sky,
And the long rivers and the deep seas,
And breathe fresh air,
Share pure drops of water and tears,
And live a healthy, beautiful life

Together

Black, white, yellow and red,
And the ones born from them
Do we have any other better choice?
No
Whether we like it or not,
This earth belongs to us

Together

We’re missing the power
We’re missing the words
No one was born,
And no one will be born,
Who will be able to say,
“No”

Together

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Oct
24

Good-bye Truth

It’s the end of school
A few will not pass
The space between life and death,
Will not change.
Neither will the space,
Between night and day.
Wickedly unpleasant wind will stop blowing
Clouds and air will rest
A few will not pass
They will be the ones,
Who will be able to tell,
That truth and love,
Did not end.
New school will begin
New grass will grow
Birds will fly
Rivers and seas will rest
Violent winds will no longer blow
The children will play
The sun will rise,
And heal their bodies and minds.
They will be the ones,
Who will be able to tell,
That truth and love,
Cannot end.
Sadly, for some,
This realization,
Was too late!

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