Views from high towers,
Make others look smaller.
This is the illusion of ego,
The difference is mere distance.
All beings are tiny under the sun,
This is the reality of our worth.
From hills or valleys, the shortest man
Will clearly see the sunshine.
We have learned to fly the air like birds,
And swim the sea like fishes,
But we have not learned the simple art,
Of living together as brothers.
Our hearts ought not to be set,
Against one another.
But set with one another,
And all against evil only.
Imagine all of us as brothers,
Nothing to kill or die for,
Imagine all the people,
Living life together in peace.
Like a sculptor, if necessary,
Carve a friend out of stone,
Realize that your inner sight is blind,
And try to see a treasure in everyone.
Alone we can do so little,
Together we can do so much.
In unity lies our strength,
As sticks in a bundle are unbreakable.
We are each other’s success,
We are each other’s harvest,
We are each other’s business,
We are each other’s magnitude and bond.
We must learn to live together as brothers,
Or perish together as fools.
We must indeed all hang together,
Or we shall all hang separately.
Let’s all speak the language of love,
And see all men as our brethren,
Let doing good be our religion,
And together we will be as one.
Let us think only of the heights we must reach,
And preach this message to one and all,
That upon the conduct of each,
Depends the fate of all.
We are only as strong as we are united,
And as weak as we are divided.
All for one and one for all,
United we stand, divided we fall.
@zebbook
http://www.zebbook.wordpress.com/
4 comments:
Nice one bro.How i wish Nigerians can stop within the box.
Sorry i meant stop thinking within the box.
Nice Bukola.Very nice.
This is Great....5 thumbs up! Everyone should read this.
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