A Story of Peace

Storytelling crosses over all boundaries for it speaks the language of the heart.
–Allison M. Cox

Stories have great power to heal, as well as to entertain. This story, called “The Two Warriors,” by Dan Keding, has been a favorite among the Irish audience who are working to heal the rift in their country, but it speaks to human beings everywhere.

Read this moving story of peace, here:

Once there was a war and two armies came together in battle. They fought from the time the sun came up in the east til it set in the west. When the day was at a close, only two warriors remained, surrounded by their dead comrades covered in the blood and gore of war.

They stood facing each other, so exhausted from death that they could barely move. Finally one said, “Let us rest until dawn and then finish this fight and only one will go home.” The other warrior agreed.

And so they took off their dented helmets and unstrapped their shields and sheathed their swords. They lay down among their fallen comrades only a few feet apart from each other. But they were so weary that they could not sleep. It was the weariness that comes with too much killing. Finally one turned to the other and spoke.

“I have a son at home in my village and he plays with a wooden sword. Someday he wants to grow up and be like me.”

The other man listened and finally replied, “I have a daughter at home and when I look into her eyes I see the youth of my wife.”

The two men started to tell each other stories. Stories of their families, their villages, their neighbors, the old stories that they learned at their grandparents’ knees when they were young. All night long they told stories til the sun started to creep to life in the east.

Slowly they stood and put on their helmets. They buckled on their shields and drew their swords. They looked deep into each others’ eyes and slowly sheathed their swords and walked away, each to his own home.

Grandmother always said you cannot hate someone when you know their story.

Adapted from The Healing Heart: Communities, edited by Allison M. Cox and David H. Albert (New Society Publishers, 2003). Copyright (c) 2003 by Cox and Albert. Reprinted by permission of New Society Publishers.
Adapted from The Healing Heart: Communities, edited by Allison M. Cox and David H. Albert (New Society Publishers, 2003).


K s Goh
KS Goh6 years ago

Thanks for the article.

Robert O.
Robert O6 years ago

Wonderful story and so true. We need to keep the lines of communication open and develop our powers of empathy and compassion. Thanks.


TY dearest Annie~ What a lovely and so very true story. It has brought tears to my eyes...I cannot believe the US in ACTUALLY in 6 wars at this current time. "kids" killing "kids" like themselves. I just cannot speak of Hatrid and Killing and War anymore. Peace is what I wish to see in my lifetime. It has been RIPPING me apart since the Viet Nam area.

Janice P.
Janice P7 years ago

The moral of this story is SO true. It is easy to hate someone or some group we do not know, largely because we are taught to think of those people as "them". That is such a dehumanizing way to think of people. Would that all wars would end int eh manner described in this story. Thanks for sharing.

gail d.
gail dair7 years ago


Judith C
Judith C7 years ago

How true. I wish that peace could come before war not after.

Abo Ahmed r.
Abo r8 years ago

It good to live in peace and happiness .
I hope everybody will have peace and happiness with no more pain,suffering

Guadalupe B.
Guadalupe B10 years ago

It is so true, I am a foreigner, came to live to this country when very young, since then I found people dislike me, but just because, no motive given. But when in time they got to know me, sometimes they themself admitted they fear me, so that fear became hatred and they show me with not kidness. That all disappear when I show to them that I was just like anyone else, just a bit different in my accent and in my color of the skin. We need to comunicate more often, and with the best intentions.
Thank you.