Paris, ne pleurs pas,
Paris, don’t cry.
My heart bleeds
Seeing the aftermath of the disaster,
Worst one after World War Second.
It gives me shivers
To see victims writhing in pain,
The dead and the alive
Calling for their dear ones,
Congealing our blood.
Tears have become frozen lava trails,
The tears of terror, the terror of tears,
The out-pours of mothers’ hearts,
Lovers’ agony, fathers’ faint trickle of hope
And friends’ despair, all rallying around
A cause, the cause for saving lives.
There are so many beautiful things,
So beautifully offered by Planet Earth,
To cater for our needs, safeguard our interests
For a sustainable development, peace and progress.
Will the impeccably dressed leaders
With green jade cigarette holders,
Smiling enigmatically take a decision
To spread peace and love around?
‘Peace does not mean the absence of war’,
But war means the absence of peace.
Take away then inequalities,respect human rights,
Establish discipline of thinking and behaving,
Be compassionate, open your doors,
Rearrange your mind, empty the dirt out
And a new world order will emerge
Where peace will prevail
And the spirit of brotherhood bloom.