Friday, 10 June 2016

For the world to prosper~~~

Why, this world does be a mad one
Pray, be not hurt at my words
Already it is revolving on an aim so lame
Now, wars and conflicts do be its main cause
Yes, wars and conflicts, when all it does need is peace, acceptance and tolerance

Why, for peace to prosper, justice should be made to matter
Yes, for peace to prosper, law breakers should be called to order
By means the whole society would deem to be best
By means which could be taken as examples for others to follow
By means which would allow the seeds of peace to blossom into juicy fruits

But for justice to be, one should feel free, whether one is home or not
Yes, for justice to be, one should feel at ease
Comfortable and safe, knowing that harm won't destroy them
Why, if one does not feel so, of course, one will resort to wars to bring liberty
For the world does belong to everyone, regardless of creed, culture and belonging

Pray, liberty does thrive not when peace and justice do be shaken
Liberty does be threatened when peace does get broken
Liberty does be violated when justice does get demoted
Why, for the world to prosper, it does need its peace, justice and liberty
For the world prosper, it does need its people to be made of an inner serenity

Why, this world does indeed be a mad one
Revolving it does be,on itself, on uncertainty, on the ignorance of the past and the future
Now, loathful has it become, when wars and conflicts do sprout on its every corner
Pray, world, lighten the hearts and souls of your superior beings
Why, may they know that, contrary to what they believe, this world does belong not to them

That on uncertainty shall they always tread
That truth shall reveal itself, as life does come to a mysterious ending
That what matter are merely pure and harmless intentions
World, you shall thrive only when peace shall thrive on your soils
And you shall prosper only when tolerance and acceptance shall be celebrated!

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