Is that a shadow on your brow of tears and deep regret?
Does the thought of Unity bring harm and disrespect?
And oh the games we Children played
just wasting precious hours
when we were close with high ideals
of hunting games and prowess
How can a Faith so clean and pure
divide us into camps?
the Love for you, my brother still,
burns deeply in my heart.
With every wound and bound you gave
My body battered sore
For they taught me God’s great Love
and how to love Him more.
Now we as men in later years look back and question why..we put before us men’s ideals while looking to the sky
A lifetime fuelled with bitterness,of labels, names and fights,
Of all the tears with passing years, please let us find the Light.
Surrendering to His great plan
In every waiting hour
Oh the Joy, the Peace and Love
Oh gentle present Power.
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