midnight in the garden of peace

midnight in the garden of peace
Poles weep with rage owing to dim hopes,
By an inch to climb down, too weak to stand
And the warmth of mingy air harsh to rub it
Under the fiery sun, an ark to float roughly
Due to men in devil's mind to ruin and vanish.
Let the devil be in devil's shape, always feeble,
Ne'er to win, but God's plan to shine for all,
With the united hands to create new Eden
To relish the gifted nature and to let it glisten
So that the snow persist, air to stay fresh.
Syllabus of Ants
In the colony, I see ants so integrated in lives,
Sociable by nature, in communities underground.
Like sheep, they're steered by their shepherd
For mucho eggs to lay and to build the nation
Like a train to march and to entrepot eatage
Not for their kind alone, but for other livestock too
For vitality to come and hold the ecosystem
In the colony to subsist and to take in respect
Through global mind to shine through equality
Compassion, being their mission of unity.
The syllabus uniquely patterned for livelihood,
Free of ego, envy, jealousy, racism and hatred
172