I amuse myself with my golden hope for peace
I glimpse a peaceful future on my eyelashes,
I see the monster of hatred with dracula's teeth,
I will strike it with stones and thunderbolts,
I will light up the lamps and remove its harsh shadows,
I will hoist the flag of peace, on the death of the monster of hate
I am a crazy dreamer of peace, a stranger to all of you,
In my dreams, I imagine to open a bud of peace to live within!
You want me to be like you, and sleep in the thornful bushes of fear and hate,
I advance toward the ruins of my country in the silence of calamity,
I shout to the overseeing lord,
' My lord! How long we will keep boiling in the crucible of terror and tyranny?
' How long they will keep on sprinkling pepper and salt on our wounds?
My lord, nevertheless, I will keep on running towards you,
And ask you to give your final decision on my petition of peace
My lord, I cannot live with hatemongers and enemies of peace,
I cannot live in peace without you; I am not hopeless of your mercy
Even so, I cry out to you,
'My lord! My lord! Shower the beads of love and peace on us, please!
MyKoul
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