Where ignorance to knowledge and enlightenment
is considered as an eternal sacred bliss
blind willful obedience to mindless rituals
emerges to be one’s only natural plight

Where freedom is defined as a set
of promises based on borrowed strengths
Fear, scare, chaos and agony rule the day
Fright and might colour the human sight

But “Peace” the immortal queen of hearts
though considered by many as a thing of past
is always by the side of her forlorn children
good days, bad days, or on a long scary night

Amidst noise of explosions and rattling fire
emerging yet again from the ashes and ruins
she opens her heart and cares to declare
to instill “hope”, “serenity” and “Delight”

“It really doesn’t matter my children!
which side you are, when there is a fight
but you should always remember, that
two wrongs can never, never make a right”