A man of peace, with hate release,
Alone he strolls the path of dreams.
His gentle kiss, a hero's feast,
His tender guidance to a perfect regime.

A world of peace, where wars will cease,
A realm where no child shall ever grieve.
For beyond the mist, lie the streams,
to freedom and joy, this I believe.

04/11/2000

Posted on 03/07/2003
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