Behold the rising sun!
Fell the peace in the Atmosphere
Brightness fell like the stars
The earth moved strickly to the commandment of change
As winged chariot hurry near
Rendering songs of peace.
Wonderful!oh how wonderful
Is a day like this
For a child is born
No wonder the ageing gets renewed in
amazement of the new born child
We no longer bargain away our conscience
in the market place under the
weight of poverty.
For the ambassadors of poverty are no more
The killers of our future are no more.
come! come and see!
The vegetative freshness blossomed
As mild as cinnamon
The fragrance of indian spice
came rolling in the air
Turning and turning
As the waters sang songs of victory
For the corrosive wars of corruption
has come to an end.
For we will no longer drink mud for water
and rats for food
Oh! what a peace.
For we will entangle ourselves into one ball in the
magic maze of change
Bringing to us all a new phase of life.
Composed by Deborah Bada.
Contestant of cedars of passion
May 2011 Competition.
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