and make it our abode of peace?
The journey thru' heaven will be ours,
leaving our home we would surely miss.
Bidding 'goodbye' to the silvery moon,
we would aim and race for the stars.
Journeying endlessly night to noon,
shattering all hurdles and mental bars.
Injustice, selfishness - leaving them all,
making a new start - home away from home.
Do we need them - its our only call
to be somewhere where we can freely roam.
Money maybe scarce, we need one another
when we may falter or we may fail.
Atleast in peace than in turmoil rather,
growing old together, having a tale to tell.
Prasenjit©1997-2022
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