Consider this...
A world of peaceful bliss
Where poverty is banished and riches are not missed
We strive not for perfection but for acceptance
Where criminals bleach there soul and cry for repentance
Aplace where it's safe for kids to play
Straight through the long hours of the night
To the bright early hours of the day
Where black and white lived synchronised
And the cry of joy is harmonised
Where everybody is equal,
Sad stories have know sequal...
There is no need to pray to higher powers above
Because hatred is abolished and we are all under
The power of love
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