ANTHOLOGY OF PEACE POETRY
TERMS AND CONDITIONS
M A ABBAS
DARK AND FAIR
Hair are black or hair are blonde
Eyes are brown or eyes are blue
They look like ocean and they look like cascade
Skin might be black or it might be fair
But blood flows red, no matter what we wear
Morose and felicity never make the preferences
In race, it comes and goes without making
Any difference whether he is prince or slave
God has evolved Adam not the race
Then who are we to permutate?
Stop this hate, stop this trend
Before God thinks to make the change
All are his children in his eyes, let him decide
Who will be born black or white.
MIGHT IS RIGHT
Who made these races?
Who made these disparities?
Though all are one and all are emancipated
Air is abundant, rain is abundant
but still man tries to make segment and quantum
Air is not black or it is brown
It is not biased for countries and towns
Now get up with new vibes and rhymes
It is high time to win the frontiers of heights
Beyond the earth , beyond mars
Who knows these races for which we fight?
When all are one then we are ‘might’!
like this we will win Mars, Jupiter, Saturn
And all the sites.
NO COLOURS, NO RACES
They make conspiracies, they shibboleth, in the name of races
And in the name of colour discrimination
They create confusion but beg for transfusion
There they see no races no colours
Because man saves man not the colours
Talk about the colour, which is behind the skin
Which is same in the veins
Skin changes as you become old but
But veins run same colour till you hold your soul
When the same colour runs deep in every heart then why do you fight?
Let the heart run with the same colour
Because all the races have no other colour.
Share to Twitter
Share to Facebook
Share to Pinterest
Post a Comment
Post Comments (Atom)