A dawn like a smile, heavenly lovely
A day sunny allthrough, very nicely
End of the road, light lit turn
And offer of prosperity, sooth the burn
Dreadful act all around, full of struggles
Dreadful dream all through night, thy rubbles
Leave alone the Wisdom, lost with swords
Take care my brothers and sisters, stay inn roads
Where is the peace? Lost in the minds of rulers
Where thy prosperity? Got with millionaires!
Surge up, my friends, the future waits for you
Purge out the misfortunes, long road to move for you
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Ah, the truth be it, peace and prosperity never be in the same sentence, unless your saying they are never together. :) Excellent Write.