Make love, not war

I pray for the day Christians and muslims, blacks, whites,

Pray together in the opens and the closet

I pray for Syria and Yemen, and all innocent souls,

That die for causes that is not of their making

I pray for the day we throw flowers and not bombs

Of a day that we learn to make love and not war

And should anyone insist on the gun,

Should be the first to run the fields


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