THE PEACE POEM

By, John Denver, 1983

There’s a name for war and killing

There’s a name for giving in

When you know another answer

For me the name is sin

But there’s still time to turn around

And make all hatred cease

And give another name to living

And we could call it peace

And peace would be the road we walk

Each step along the way

And peace would be the way we work

And peace the way we play

And in all we see that’s different

And in all the things we know

Peace would be the way we look

And peace the way we grow

There’s a name for separation

There’s a name for first and last

When it’s all for us or nothing

For me the name is past

But there’s still time to turn around

And make all hatred cease

And give a name to all the future

And we could call it peace

And if peace is what we pray for

And peace is what we give

Then peace will be the way we are

And peace the way we live

Yes, there still is time to turn around

And make all hatred cease

And give another name to living

And we can call it peace

Imagine Peace

Imagine there is peace,
It's easy if you try,
No hate below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there is peace
It isn’t hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
Only love for you
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no poverty,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I’m a dreamer,
but I’m not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us children,
And the world will live as one.