Saturday, July 04, 2015

it is our own doing


Go to war
Dead and misery
The blood will sink
The sun will vapourise it all
The wind will blow it away
Leaving no trace
Once there were humans

The web of memories
All will be nothing but echo
Once they were laughter and singing
Now the bombs and bullets flying
The lives lost the crying pain
What will it be?
Of power and greed?

Go to love
The hope will abound
The harmony of living
The sharing of abundance
Living the smile and songs
Share cups of water
The lives of hope and multiply

It is our own doing
Planting roots to grow
Go to war we will die
Go to love we will multiply
Sharing the joy, hope and dreams
What will it be?
We have to decide haven't we?


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