The Pursuit of Peace
We’re born with a voice, a spirit, a name..
The heart holds a fire, each soul holds a claim.
No chains should be fastened, no silence imposed..
For freedom is ours, it cannot be closed.
The right to be sheltered, the right to be fed..
To live without terror, to dream without dread.
The right to speak truth when the powerful lie..
The right to a future where children don't cry..
Yet hatred still lingers, it poisons the air..
It whispers division, it teaches despair.
But peace is a seed.. though fragile, though small..
When planted in justice, it rises for all.
Lift up the weary, let mercy be shown..
No soul walks this earth on a journey alone.
When hands join in unity, when barriers fall..
The anthem of freedom unites great and small.
Let kindness be louder than cannons of war..
Let rights be the shelter we all can stand for.
For peace isn’t distant, it waits to increase..
The moment we choose it, humanity’s peace.
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