midnight in the garden of peace

be distinguished in their eyes
midnight in the garden of peace
among those people who're wise and industrious.
Have such people continue with their will
to cut into the hole, deep enough until the hell
with their typical mind that suits their deeds
not to be fitted anywhere among anyone.
Solidarity of Minds
Peace isn't far if credence becomes alive,
Like the bond that show up in the rainbow high slants.
The world, so deplorable in its affection in contrasts,
Of shades of various cultures to exhibit its worth.
Ay man! Wake up, raise your brain before the nightfall,
With the light confined by, to break all lacks, of concern,
Of convictions and social orders that exist to parcel all,
Away from God, for shrillness to welcome.
Such flawed gauges, to benefit man, capacity to come,
To immingle among all reasons, all living in the double,
Away from uneducated traditions, so unrealistic real
For heftier bonds to fix, yet for a better future.
The cross in confidence, ties those dissimilar to mend,
Wake up man, joyfully after, for better stroll towards ages.
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