Sunday, August 12, 2012

Call for Peace


Brothers we are like the cords of a violin,
Strong, thick, tiny, stout and thin;
Fighting each other, we can only weep,
Never ending chaos, let’s sweep.

Come keep our hands tight,
Know -nothing is perilous, lit a light
For the sake of universal brotherhood
Racism is in no way good.

Use of me, mine, my and I
All are obstacles make us feel shy;
Let there be glow of knowledge in the darkness,
Positive vibration feel from weariness.

Vision is a plan - creation is salvation,
World is a global village, higher than a nation
Why is restriction in the name of freedom?
Shackled are most except for some.

Seek the truth, which is single,
Love and be loved, let’s mingle
Take little and offer more
Near the ocean dry is the shore.



Thursday, October 20, 2005

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