Let there be peace in our mind,
Peace like of a child innocent and kind.
Surrounded by a world filled with chaos,
Where people let money define their roles.
Going beyond the capacity of one’s best,
There is no limit to greed no one can rest.
Lost is the talent of mankind, lost is the beauty of the world so great.
Selling passion and souls for paper, as of paper can change their fate.
Busy trying to cope up with the world moving fast,
Scared of each other till we breathe our last.
In the name of religion, boundaries, and honor they never had,
They spill blood with glory instead of feeling bad.
Then there is a child with a heart big and pure,
Reminding there is still some good left in a world that needs a cure.