Allow your child
To play with balloons
And not with
Bullets and bombs.
Allow your child
To go to school
To study love and not
Allow outside with hate.
Let your child stay
With humanism and not
With terrorism.
Your child, the future,
Part and parcel of nature,
Your own father and mother.
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I pray the parents of Kashmir to guide their children through love and affection.