The world is weary, hearts are sore,
From battles fought and endless war.
A shadow falls on every land,
A brother turns against his hand.
But deep inside, a light still sleeps,
A dream of peace the spirit keeps.
A world reborn, a gentle hand,
United souls, a loving band.
Imagine then, a world so bright,
Where shadows fade into the light.
No walls to build, no flags to wave,
Just open hearts, so strong to save.
Let greed and power lose their hold,
Let kindness bloom, a story told.
Let tolerance rise, a gentle breeze,
Rustling softly through the trees.
It will not be a path so clear,
Filled with sunshine, banish fear.
But every step, however small,
Brings hope and peace, embracing all.
The prize may wait, beyond our sight,
But aiming high, with all our might,
To build a world where love can grow,
Is worth the effort, all aglow.
So let us strive, with hopeful eyes,
To raise a future, to the skies.
A world of peace, a world anew,
For me, for you, for everyone, too.
T.M.Solvang
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