A little sunshine into gloomy darkness
Glowing tolerance that quells melancholy
And peace comes sliding in, invited
For wisdom says where words are many
Mishaps come gliding in, uninvited
Prudent sees conflict advancing
Decides to employ softer answers
Wrath turned away, aggression averted
Serene verses quieten boiling heartbeats
Amity floods the atmosphere
On the way to the judicial servant
Adversary bitterly indicting
Says the ancient Writ’s
Tarry by the way and reason out:
How about give-and-take talk?
Compromise strolls harmoniously
Down the path of painful regrets
Who knows, the adversary wishes
To abrogate pointless disputes
Flourishing neighbourliness ensues
Tiny tongues shaped like flaming darts
Set forests ablaze, consuming lives
When restless lips dispense shady vibes
Peace flies out of the window unimpeded
Hostility gallops in unhindered
Bits tamed the Arion and the Pegasus
Huge liners directed by minute rudders
Asks the sacred creeds old and new
Who, among mortals, can tame tongues
Or instruct the lips to shut up?
Double nostrils to breathe more freely
Two eyes to see and observe ardently
Dual ears to hear more to understand
Twin hands to raise in worshipful prayer
Two feet to go in pursuit of peace
One mouth talking less promotes peace
Spreading sunshine douses raging fires
Dark clouds threaten rain and ruin
Then brightness radiates into darkness
Dispatching oneness into feuding folks
Or else there awaits the heartless judge
Whom you cannot indict for contempt
For humanity turned him into rigidity
As long as fire collides fire
While serenity knits all together
Look beyond the gathering cumulus
There appears lining as bright as silver
Even when downpour floods the horizon
There shall come the golden day
When weeping night breaks into a dance
Amidst stampeding war shrieks
Raging at the four corners of our land
When shells drop on mine fields
Let grasshoppers become giants
And the sun breaks through dark clouds
We shall frolic like calves well suckled
Once our fortunes are soon restored
And broken cisterns now gather water
Then dwellers of the hinterlands beyond
Will wonder how divine selection is our lot