The End


Yesteryear moments of joy in play
Colorful children around the world pray
Brothers, Sisters, of every shade
Strangers meeting strangers
Bonds in friendship neighbors
Some become soulmate lovers
Rolling with the wave of the sea
Climbing up top mountains to see
The beauty that surrounds you and me
Free speech, the right of everybody
To live in peace, love and harmony
Not to spew volcanic misery
The genesis of life now is to survive
Living in a world trying to stay alive
Once upon a time it was to multiply

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