I imagine a world without brutual wars,
To leave no place in the heart for any fatal scars.
I imagine there were no religions to divide,
But one god under whom all abide. ...
Oh! When shall man realise the truth of life
Always running on happiness and sorroful knives.
For everyday man wakes to chase his false dreams
Full of wordly aims, dwelling with evil screams. ...
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