Global Melody

Unity among the people.

Global Melody

When the hands of the people are held tight,
We could see a shine of bright light.

When hands seperated by fighting marks,
The world falls into the deepness of darks.

The paper that make us fight is money,
I wonder, why is it valued everywhere?

When the people join with the neighbourhood,
The people returns to their livelihood.

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Rajuraj