Treasure Island

Franklin Tindel

(Baltimore, Maryland, USA)

Peace


Peace shall be in our hearts, minds and souls,
Which comes from the holy valley above,
That shine down below the earth,
That gives us wisdom to have peace
For each other, own mind,
Look deep down your soul, then you find,
The inner peace that's in your heart,
Your kindness will impart,
While your rudeness will depart,
Of hatred towards the people,
But have faith, believe in yourself,
While your hatred shall vanish,
Beneath your very own eyes, of sin,
Which look to be your guide,
But believe and follow your inner self,
To have peace for you and me,

Submitted: Thursday, January 02, 2003

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