POWER OF DISCRIMINATION
*POWER OF DISCRIMINATION*
Have seen children in the school playground,
Appeared innocent and happy,
Hugging and confiding in each other.
Although belonging to different faith,
Religious and ethnic group.
But as they grow older, our society changed them
Notion of religion and tribalism brought the change
Each one of us believe in different creeds,
Come from different tribes,
Having different sects we belong to
Just to satisfy our souls
To believe in different icons of God and tribes
How about we need to be part of the same religion and tribe
In order to make love reign.
Believing in the same God,
Coming from the same tribe is not part of love
It about inner spirituality.
If religion is great, why many wars?
Money is being spend building mansions
Brand new churches and mosques
Yet fails to build love
When the cloud is scattered,
Like a carded wool
The rainbow glory is she'd.
When the lips have spoken
Love accent are soon forgot
When the heart have once mingle,
Love first leave the well built nest,
The fuse between the snail and shell
Creates the bond between the cornea and pupil
It doesn't matter if we say or do evil
Our wrath will not go further
The only thing that matter is
We are brothers.
*Paciolo pen saint*
loadedpenvibes.com
Have seen children in the school playground,
Appeared innocent and happy,
Hugging and confiding in each other.
Although belonging to different faith,
Religious and ethnic group.
But as they grow older, our society changed them
Notion of religion and tribalism brought the change
Each one of us believe in different creeds,
Come from different tribes,
Having different sects we belong to
Just to satisfy our souls
To believe in different icons of God and tribes
How about we need to be part of the same religion and tribe
In order to make love reign.
Believing in the same God,
Coming from the same tribe is not part of love
It about inner spirituality.
If religion is great, why many wars?
Money is being spend building mansions
Brand new churches and mosques
Yet fails to build love
When the cloud is scattered,
Like a carded wool
The rainbow glory is she'd.
When the lips have spoken
Love accent are soon forgot
When the heart have once mingle,
Love first leave the well built nest,
The fuse between the snail and shell
Creates the bond between the cornea and pupil
It doesn't matter if we say or do evil
Our wrath will not go further
The only thing that matter is
We are brothers.
*Paciolo pen saint*
loadedpenvibes.com
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