The following poem by Géza Gyóni was sent by our reader Miklós Bagi, who, in agreement with many of us, believes that it is time for the silent majority to finally speak out against war madness.

Just for one night…

Send them away for one night only;

The partisans, the contenders.

For one night only:

Those who proclaim above that - we do not forget,

When the death machine plays above us;

When an invisible seed of the fog grows,

And killer lead swallows are flying around,

Send them away for one night only;

Fiber detectors in case of beam breakage.

For one night only:

When the grenade starts booming deafeningly

And the bloody earth groans as if its stomach were being cut,

When an exploding ball gets light

And its bloody water spills out to the old Vistula.

Send them away for one night only.

Those who beat usury to their teeth.

For one night only:

When in the middle of a garnet-volcano bulb

The man turns like a tree leaf;

And when it falls to the ground, oh terrible collapse, -

A handsome red warrior is just a black skeleton.

Send them for one night only:

The unbelievers and the slanderers.

For one night only:

When hell's burning throat opens,

And blood drips on the ground, blood drips from the tree

When the rag tent moans in the wind

And the dying patriot sighs: my son... my wife...

Send them for one night only:

Patriots with long tongues.

For one night only:

When a dazzling star shines,

Let them see their faces in the mirror of the San River,

When Hungarian blood flows steaming,

To cry and scream: God, no more.

Send them away just for one night

To remember their mother's pain.

For one night only:

That they would huddle together, terrified, cold;

That it would all hang around, that it would meaculpaz;

To tear her shirt, to beat her breast,

That he would cry out: My Christ, what more do we need!

Christ, what more do we need! My blood, what can I give

For the price of blood, only I remain!

To swear all

And in his unbelieving pride, whom he never knew,

What would you call Christ, what would you call God:

Against my Hungarian blood, never, never again!

"Send them away for one night only!"