New Year It's New year morn Bright Sunshine melting the cold The warmth of growing hope My new eyes eager to behold. It's New Year's morn Time to bury the bygones But I pluck our memories A few rights and some wrongs. Therein lie not so dead memories Of silent moments Talking. Speeches lonely, silent And hours and hours of emptying. I am burying these with care, All streams of a parched soul Hereon, they would be memories Their treasure, I to myself, would dole. It's new year's morn Time to bury the bygones Let me pluck our memories, Lyrics for my unsung songs.
Army man and Dog and love between them is unconditional We need Hymn not just mayhem, Gratitude, not just attitude.... Let sanctity prevail! The World is full of dismal's and despair, Dear God! Help us back to solidaire. We need patience, not just tolerance, Acceptance, not just endurance. Let equanimity prevail! No faith lost is the right direction. Dear God! Help conscience in resurrection.. We reason out a lot ..... What is right and what is not..... Dispute and disagreement ... Why? Haven't we already suffered a lot. For once... Let's take one step.... Let vengeance vanish, Let's forget hatred. Let's make a promise.. For once... Let us break the shackles of vanity, Accept only 'We' and let go of 'Me'. Embrace each other as God's beautiful creation. And make 'Unconditional' World's new Legislation.