flesh we all share
running through our veins,
We’re called human,
Not all humans are humane.
Like our faith,
We have a different fate
But this we failed to know.
Human are bound by fate,
Rich or poor, it’s all grace
When poverty afflicts one
Their facial curves fade.
To the unpleasant voice of widows, thou sweet
But echoing in its silence
Spread your hands to them,
They needed your solace
Their tears have blind the eyes
For tired, it has, of the countless cries
The souls have travel afar in sorrow
Hoping the story will change tomorrow
If only we leave aside discrimination
Things would have been in regulation
Is for one another,
Love, the universal language should reign
For love does not work for tribalism
Neither faith nor racism
Across the ocean, souls have passed
Alas! Had we been humane,
Poor, rich, disable, homeless
We would have live like one.
Love should reign,
Being human would crown the world peace.