A Concept

Poem By Mahfooz Ali

The world is a village,
And we are its people.
We are the same,
But not always equal.

Our views and thoughts
May contrast,
But hopefully in the end
We will learn from the past.

And now it is time for peace,
And time to yield,
Time to shake hands and agree,
To put down our swords and shields.

So let us assemble as one,
And we will convene
In order to make a reality
From just a dream.

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