Real Honor

We are blindly running after Seeking destruction and disaster No aim, no goal but simple achievement World should not be witnessed with improvement We seek revenge And write on page We failed to survive Because peace could not be revived Many countries starve Poor population observe Helplessness and apathy on face Who has the time to trace? The pigeon is chosen as symbol For peaceful call Both have same mission One to outside and another within nation Let us wipe out misery That is only wish of almighty Bring cheers to creator That shall be called real honor