World Peace & Harmony
– Shyamli Suneesh
Peace is glory, peace is dignity,
peace is love and peace is amity.
Birds fly freely high up in the blue sky,
Flowers bloom and cherish when spring arrives.
Dews settle on leaves with deliberate happiness,
As bees buzz excited around their hives.
Why aren’t we as happy as they are?
So free, so elated
and no complaints at all.
Take the morning paper in your hand
and you’d find destruction all over land,
going around in evil bands
making peace and harmony banned.
War, conflict and destruction everywhere
arresting our accord even while asleep
Oh! God now is so very rare
And is peace today that hard to keep?
People are killed
every now and then.
Oh! Isn’t there anyone who’s skilled,
to place the eminent gem
of tranquility and unity.
I woke up today morning,
to enjoy Mother Breeze.
She says if we’d stop roaring
and take everything with ease,
we’d surely succeed in gaining world peace
As trees and flowers sway
and the wind runs over my face
It brings in a new ray of hope
that world peace can still return
“May the World Live in Peace and Harmony”
A flower doesn’t love you or hate you, it just exists.”
– Mike White
“If we learn nothing else from this tragedy, we learn that life is short and there is no time for hate.”
—Sandy Dahl, wife of Flight 93 pilot Jason Dahl, in Shanksville, Pa., in 2002
“Why can’t people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?”
― David Baldacci,
MY GOD WILL MAKE A WAY – Lydia Preston
Society seems in a mess
Mothers cry, while Fathers stress
to be polite is a disgrace
as children mock you to your face
Every day the papers show
that crime and rape did upward go
the things done in laboratories
are stashed away in lavatories
Drugs and sex aren’t hard to find
it seems as if the world’s gone blind
for what the people fail to see
is messing up society
As Dads no longer head their home
and kids all sit, and chat by phone
what once to all has been a home
is looking like a war torn zone
No longer do you find that kids
are playing in the park
for it’s become a hideout place
for gangsters after dark
what once was right now seems so wrong
no more joy and no more song
as what this all was meant to be
lies buried in a cemetery
By telling you these things my aim
is not to make you mad
it’s just to tell another truth
which soon will make you glad
Amidst the chaos of this world
of hurt, despair and pain
and hate along with treachery
all done for selfish gain
There’s this one thing I know of
believe with all my heart
that when I bend my knees to pray
my God will make a way