A wave is rising.
Crescendos of voices cry out
for peace and love and brotherhood.
A day is coming,
all humanity as equals,
the rubble of walls will be a bridge.
A realization is rising.
Our hearts are all the same.
People are joining hands and singing.
The human race is rising.
We rise from the ashes of hatred.
Beyond the smoke of the past lies hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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