A Melody Called Peace. Scott Johnson
the heart of a nation.
Yes, for sure, I am the old Apartheid.
Known to you and knowingly worldwide.
I did what I could do.
But Mandela, who were you, who.
I'm leaving but for you a letter I leave.
For the world and who resists to believe.
I may return and put you all in fear.
In a broken heart of a kid, in tear in tear .…
9
Death of a Dream
When the wealth of the riches breaks the extremes
Thousands of poverty's children lose their dreams.
They sleep to see no more
But to run along a golden shore.
One dreams of warm cotton shoes
Other of learning how to play the blues.
A girl dreams of a doll
A boy of a colorful ball.
Some dreams are hardly dreams
For children wake with harsh screams.
Since they only see nightmares
And feel the coldness of their tears.
Some can't sleep to see dreams
Work till dawn when the sun gleams.
No one there to mollycoddle a little boy
Or give him a car, a bicycle or a pretty toy.
It's hard to see and forget
How life these youth does treat.
At least, before you hit the sack
Think of little John, Zack and Jack.
Who just sleeps to feel their dreams
While riches' wealth whacks the extremes.
10
Diary of a Monk
Red as blood they command
and Apostles cry,
His blood on the land
His soul in the sky.
Fire on the paper
not turning cold,
Abrahams are rare
And Nimrods are bold.
New world in a word
can't be confined.
In that big castle a lord
to the pains of people blind.
So, if that lord to be Nimrod
Who'll be the Abraham? I ask.
for the poor the food
and their starving task.
11
Do You Want Peace?
Shiva is Passim
Shiva your universal presence felt.
for enemies dooms already spelt
your miracles even stones melt
you, my enemies already dealt
Shiva stops my wrong ways
and my games he plays
he is merciful, world says
your troubles, his blessings chase.
Shiva! make me financially sound.
in your hands protection I found
make me ever well off
you have given Parvathy, left off
Shiva my case you judge.
let my argument cutting-edge.
see complainant gets crushing humiliation.
and get my just jubilation.
Shiva! you are Sun-shine in mist
for my enemies, prove iron-first.
you are devotees precious gift
enroll me in your devotees list.
Let me have successful fight.
after all I am right.
bring the thieves to light
Shiva! so high your kite.
Believers in Shiva are sapphires.
their troubles he slowly fires.
their lives he makes excellent
everywhere they are brilliant.
For Non-descript feel no scare.
Shiva always minds your welfare.
Your concerns he does share.
enemies he’s going to tear.
Shiva! your glories I sing.
happiness in my life, bring.
you are heart-land king.
to your feet, I ever Cling.
You are full of imagination
Shiva! kill my petty botheration
for my enemies, work ruination
let your test have limitation
from struggles bless me salvation
for you, I have temptation
save me, without feeling hesitation
in battle, get me jubilation
‘Shiva’ is excitement and sensation
defeat my enemies with humiliation
Turn my suffering into jollification
work out my life-beautification
with you is my association
Shiva has my welfare concentration
From sadness, happiness you make
Shiva! come for heaven’s sake.
incarnation now you must take
to save justice from fake.
On you, my hopes I pin.
Change my enemies to dustbin
Shiva! let my side always win.
As the case filed by morally thin.
Shiva! reinforce my confidence, Courage.
my enemies’ plans quash, damage
in your service I engage
devotion to you, my heritage
To serve you, my obligation
to protect me, your operation
wonderful are Shiva your creation
towards you, I have strong fascination
Surrender is easiest mode.
Arjuna took that road.
Krishna transferred Arjuna’s load.
this is spiritual code.
Krishna rushes to your call
he is all in all
in Mahabharatha he stands tall
he never allows me fall
To serve you, my obligation.