Magic Stick of Humanity

I wish I had a Magic stick

I would spin it and say a few Magic words

The world would change into a place peaceful

With no more killings, no more torture

I would spin it again to bring a little love

To make people hold, hug each other

They would forget all the hatred and rage

In their hearts to remain, nothing but affection

I would make the stick to spin one more time

No one will be poor, no one to stay hungry

Every one be blessed with a roof on their heads

No one to sleep on the streets no more

I promise I would keep making my wishes

Even if I have to spin it a million times

Till the time, I see no one in tears

Wouldn’t stop even for a bit

Even if the task would take me years

I wish I had

the Magic stick of humanity

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The Snail

the snail walking its pace

innocent of the world racing around

its manner presenting tranquility

a spirit so calm and quiet

teaching to soothe the souls anxious

urging the world to slow down a bit

the snail walking its pace

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Time and Territory

the place and time brought much for them

for him, and for the other him

while both debated for their rights

one longed for the throne

and the other for some peace

the soil that nourished the peace seeker

eroded, got collected in the hands of terror

where no one was considered a human

while choosing to go out of the boundary walls of his home

he wasn’t sure to be back, breathing

out in the streets there were masked faced men

sadly for nothing, anyone could shoot him

abandon him of his worthless life

the horror made him desperate, to stand and demand

a little peace in the lives of everyone

his struggle is not known to the man

the one who is fighting for the throne

two men, two stories of struggle

yet one of them sounds like some luxury to me

the effect of the time be the same, but not their territory

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