From Antiquity To Eternity

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I know, there are many, They cry for a pinch. Silently, I bear the punch On my heart and mind in bunch With the arrows of hurt Through disgust bow, Very mean, very low, Nothing to show.. When grief and pain In a my dark room, Unseen tears that gain, The lighted path in wrath Many a times sang a song, On my death bed. O Lord! Bring peace into the heart and mind Peace be upon all Stop the human fall I don’t want to see red any more, Make me a burning candle Prithee My Lord through my core All must hate the terrorism, All must hate the un touch ability, All must hate the innocent killings, All must hate, Discrimination ‘tween male and female, Colour and race. All must love to the life itself All must love the beauty of the earth All must love the beauty of humanity The hand that clasp the gun and knife For the charity must strife No more Atom Bomb No more Nuclear war Tell me O Lord with whom, we are in war? To whom we are killing? Are we not killing to ourselves? Are we not hurting to self by hurting others? You created every thing Why we are destroying everything? You know, your plan, alone I am watching, Forlorn humanity From antiquity to eternity.

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