Brothers and sisters, I want to be perfectly clear with you.
I have visited your country and I have seen dead bodies lying on the ground, hunger, blood, thirst, and poverty.
All these things are the offspring of the war and violence that has clutched your land for twelve years now.
I won't say the names of those who are guilty in this.
There are too many of them.
We are all guilty.
We are all guilty of war and death.
Always.
In the same way, we can all be guilty of peace.
Always.
I ask this of you on bended knee.
I am ready to die for you,
if only you will become guilty of peace.
I always say to the children who write me from all over the world:
Think about all the things you like.
That is God.
Children like all sorts of things, but none of them has ever written that what they like is war.
Now look at whoever is next to you.
Look at them with eyes of joy and remember what St. Augustine said:"If you want to see God, you have the means to do it."
"God is love."
I, on the other hand, won't speak to you about God until there is peace.
Because God is peace.
And peace is God.
Give me peace, and I'll give you God.
You don't know how wonderful peace is.
You have no idea how disconcerting peace can be.
But I know.
Because I saw it when I was eight years old on the banks of a river in Colorado... peace.