with love we would mend all cracks pretty sure!

Come'n dear!
You know darkness I fear!
So give me light...
Come to me easily
Without sending that fright...
Of doomsday once coming to us...
Of Hiroshima's dry arid land without grass...

Come'n dear...instead let's try
To make this earth with colors of love,dyed...
For when we're born as the wisest
We should not end up as being all messed...
This earth, this water, this soft rainy dawn
All these are made to make love grown...
Real big, real huge, real mammoth shape...
Come'n! dear...when He the God wants us all to be love draped-
Then why fear? why worry? why you crook your lovely eyes?
And think of carpet bombs, munitions and all military device?

Come...let's just spread only one message strong...
Love and love and love only that will make this earth young...
For the opposite is really a horrendous massacre...
Sights of blood, burnt flesh...wrecked homes...
Which perhaps we all seriously fear!

So...once again let's go
To that place where born
The Superman...so mighty and strong...
Into that cave of crystals let's move all right
By acquiring from Him the divine sight-
We could always usurp the rattle of guns...
Wipe the gloomy phantasms,
With A thousand splendid suns...
We could, if we try, dethrone the lust
And the over-riding greed, we could always bust...

So let's into us, lit up the sun
Be with light as light we burn...
Oneday would come when we would be pure
With love we would mend all cracks...pretty sure!



 


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