From night to day,
Sorrow to peace,
Pride to courtesy,
Hatred to love
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My earth moves round my three kids round the clock.
I need no new stars more; they are my all.
No stream is so much sweet as their voice is;
No nightingale's song soothing like their call!
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Your earth is run by robbers
Who kill men with exploitation and torture.
The wine of blood is their drink;
Still at Your throne You are silent.
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Darkness devours here catching lights,
The way a lizard devours mosquitoes
Catching one after one with its tongue.
Here terrorism swallows captured lives,
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If I leave earth, I wish to leave saying
To the world: ‘I have no sorrow in mind.'
‘No sorrow I have'—writing these words and
Wreathing them in mind, I will leave quietly
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