-:¦:-:¦: Chains -:¦:-:¦:
If my nibble hands held the key
To unlock shackled chains of poverty
To release a world of
one color
one culture
one love
As it was planned by the Lord above
Mind, Spirit and Soul would then be freed
The world would not be crushed by greed
The quality of character would shine forth
You would see what honest words are worth
All binding chains would slip away
As fast as the night leaves the day
In freedom you would joyfully play
And sanity would then find its way
Vanity would disappear in the past
Loyalty would then its honor cast
War would not scar the world again
As clouds hover above the rain
If my precious hands held the key
To unfasten chains to free liberty
I would take command
I would lend a hand
The world would become as one
I would dare
I would care
I would share
Imagine a world of two
Two minds
Two spirits
Two souls
copyright©2007Irene
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