We are all citizens of the earth,
Not separated by country or by birth.
Our survival depends on each other,
And I am, by right, your distant brother.
But if we are from the same fold,
Why are people so cold,
Fighting for power is not right?
Pride should be within the Lord’s sight.
But brother, why are we so distant?
The material world provides resistance.
I wish I could forever feel the breeze,
But people cut down forests and trees.
People recycle resources for their sake
Before they are gone and it’s too late.
Despite your clothes, color or name,
In my eyes, we are all the same.
And if you feel that you’re alone
You are always welcome in my home.
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