War is Over

Let the herald ring his bell,
Quick to tell the waiting throng
So they may spread the joyful news and
Join him in his merry song.
-         War is over -

Now the healing can begin.
Time to mend a broken land,
To find compassion in the wind and
Take your neighbor by the hand.
-         War is over -

Fathers pray as mothers weep
In sorrow or in ecstasy
To know their sons shall know no more
The horror of such travesty.
-         War is over -

And every soul in every town and
Every village far and near,
For now and for eternity
The three words they most long to hear:
-         War is over -