Inhaling insecurity
Breathing jealousy
Makes a man
A self-hated bran

So let's pledge
And pray to the god
For our unhealed brethren
To make them stand up on their Tod

Making this healing prevail
Tearing up all the hatred's veil

And having a vision
Of making peace,
Love and humanity
An utmost religion

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