vomiting Venoms on the neighbourly foes,
no nectar comes only comely peace crushes.
our one and only beautiful earth,
we are mere short time spectator.
no boudary of place and religion,
never, god does such cruel creation.
our amusement arose different section,
it varies from, food, cloths or tradition.
Unfurling your banner, marking with stone,
can only be a self empty satisfaction.
inhuman act, death and destruction,
history witnesses all in hatred's reaction.
first mighty fight, then wrong or right,
no light can fight with or equate sun's height
Then the return of normalcy and so on,
abstain from, accept to spread love beacon.
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