Brown and white Decency,
Blue and Red Secrecy,
Beat the dozen into two?
Tell the cowards, we love you?
Brethren, dost thou vow?
To breath, in love, we each bring to now,
What war did never begin,
And has ended within.
The done may never seek?
The decaying may never reek?
In the nightly wind can we stroll?
Bring we fire, without the coal...
Ours, this world is
Sought we have relentlessly.
Bought we have, that and this,
Shared triumphantly without bliss.
Time is ours own, to keep,
Happiness, is ours to seep,
This moment too, we have learnt.
Like the yesterday, we have burnt.
So let us BE
And you be YOU
And leave us to BE
WE
IN LOVE, OR IN PRAYER, AMEN
© Avinandan 2017
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