Travelers
Renato B. Alzadon
I'm just a Lonely passer by
to this planet that they call earth
grateful for lovely lullaby
of a mother who gave me birth.
I grew up searching for meaning
of this something that they call life---
Life of defeat! Life of winning!
Regardless to the pain and strife?
There is a war going on in street
fighting in land, in sea, in air...!
where there is war there is defeat
where there's defeat there is despair.
There is no peace for the no name
caught in the webs of cruelty
There is no pride for those in shame
grieving for lost of dignity.
Why can't we live in harmony?
Why can't we live a life sublime?
After all, brothers all are we,
mere travelers in space and time...!
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