Our life is in shackle
no sun on our rubble
friendly foes mingle
as our hope fissle
night metamorphous to day
the world still the same
pave for us a new way
erase our past shame
I dream of a new world
a paradise on earth
a world without sword
with peace in its depth
a new you is possible
a new me is visible
a new world is achievable
where TRUE LOVE is stable
Akande David
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