Come - Poem by Arfa Iman Kalera

Come and give me a hand,
Lets play a band,
On the beautiful land,
Standing on the mounds of sand,
So that a moment should come,
So that a moment should come,
We all may shine,
And make the nation fine,
All is yours and mine,
Lets move and go ahead in line,
To the world of future,
Where there is no fear,
Where there is no tear,
Where song of peace is to hear,
And sky is very clean and clear.