Heart-wrenching is the widow's stare,
Children orphaned by an inhuman war,
Of the human toll they do not care;
Was this the dawn ,the dawn the mahatma saw?

Children of the same Mother,
Quarelling over the one ragdoll,
This insanity must not prolong further;
They must pay heed to the people's call.

Out of the endless streaming crimson,
Shall emerge a land pristine,
Restoring a joy long forgotten;
Calm shall again reign supreme.

This valley once was Eden,
And again shall be;
The cry for peace has risen!
For a land-safe,secure and free

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