what is the world coming to,
with all the riots, wars and poverty too?
why can't we be loving and serene,
instead of being so thoughtless and mean?
why can't we live like brothers to all,
and build a country proud and tall?
first we 'll start with friendship,
a beginning which should never cease,
we will be friends to all.
and among us there will be peace.
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