The Sun is my father
The Earth is my mother
And I will repose upon her bosom
In work we'll create a new land
In peace having buried the inevitable truths
The governments have been feeding us always
We who will never take the gun
They say you should kill
Your brothers and sisters with
We who respect the person
Whatever race or gender this person is
This is our mission in a temporarily
Messed-up world
To start living with understanding
And fill our minds with love
November 13th
© Copyright: Василий Рубин, 2019
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