Our world started pure
It was blank as unused white paper
We had no idea the journey to come
We were like water flowing without enemies
Suddenly the earth began to move
Like pregnant clouds about to shower rain
But for earth at this time it was shower of conflicts
Our world continued in impurity
Alas diverse emotions with actions stalked our daily lives
Like wild animals stalking forest trees
Danger will loom if our heads boil like cooking water
But some of us must chill like refrigerated water
Presumably our conflicts turn into a passion
Extinguishing slowly the noise of our differences
Accepting each other first as humans
Courageously standing for what will unite not divide us
Exhilarating our pure world is all we will experience
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