I shall rejoice
With promise
That we are one
And shall remain
What else can we do?
To perform true
As least we be faithful to words
And look forward
Spread no hatred
And be simply lead
With one motive
"We got to be selective"
We were never narrow minded
Or sided
With lies in course
To face curse
Nothing of that sort
And now we report
We are reaching port
With mission to support
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one cares for dead Not a single message is read