The horizons are broad
enough for all to rise
rising with each gasp of breath
not killing ourselves at the sight of
our mess
Loving, caring and comforting
lovable, calmable and comfortable,
our dwelling in one accord
without strife, envyings and naggings.
So copious the landscape
so pacifying a green sight to behold
so gentle and tender on the skin,
the breeze from the old trees
passing across a message it wishes all
understand
So carefree a creation we are
but I have a voice to undo the folded
lies;
those romantic lies seated in the core
of the brain
both of the sensual man-in-the street
and a lie of the higher authorities
whose castles are built in the sky,
high above the lands where no one exists
Hunger allows no choice,
Neither to the government nor to the
governed
to the police nor the policed;
to the military nor the civilian;
to the northerner nor southerner;
to the easterner nor westerner
we must love one another and blossom
or die killing each other.!
LIVE AND LET OTHERS LIVE
Let’s
go a step higher. YES WE CAN.
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