In this season of love

Where the symbol of peace is dove,

All I want is to give

And let go of the pain and scorn,

The shackles of religion and creed

Rooted in our psyche. Indeed!

They are much intense than we thought

Fraught with the Pandora's box,

An effort to change is all I seek

A voice, a gesture, a kind deed,

The world will be complete

We can inspire the others,

To follow suit

Our hardwork will definitely bear fruit.