Peace Child.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The gun you carry to hurt me, in disguise,
my heart palpitates seeing your ignorance,
Our God resides in you thus you become my lord,
How can I harm you when we are all within them,

seeds of Hatred will have the blooms of poison,
acidic water molecule will shower the corrosive rain,
sneaked in virus will corrupt the system of life,
planting the love will definitely produce the peach child,

When intellectuals agree with the false and dangerous,
When the rational people ignore the truth to rear the lies,
When the humanity is buried to count the heads,
Alas, We are lost for ever with no trace of truth.