Final Plea
FINAL PLEA
Open the doors of your hearts
Wide enough to let the wrath escape you
To make you born again of a meek
Glowing in thoughts for goodness
For that shall bound thee "we" chain
From this fragile generation till.....
Our wishes ripen well enough
Only when this world has no corners
And a race not for races !
Who abuses their own core
Humanity into savagery
Making us lost, lost abd never.....
Salvage me, salvage; dear !
Your thought ! my thought and all
To turn home to closed Heaven
So to open it wide, wide, wide
Wide enough for us to pass through
One by one as concious Souls
Renewed with our hearts open
Now, now ! now, today !
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