[00:07.29]She drew a bird with crayon wings
[00:09.35]And wrote “no war”beneath the springs
[00:15.44]Her fingers small her world so wide—
[00:28.53]She hoped the bombs would turn aside
[00:44.21]They pinned it up on classroom walls
[00:50.88]Where soldiers passed through painted halls
[01:02.90]And though the lines were rough and new—
[01:05.48]The message burned both deep and true
[01:11.18]A general paused then turned away—
[01:15.23]His heart undone by child’s display
[01:18.39]And somewhere else a fight was spared—
[01:24.95]Because one girl had simply cared
[01:31.77]For peace begins in quiet art—
[01:40.59]That speaks not loud but strikes the heart