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One bright light, We are the one,
brighter than a million suns.
One voice, calling now for peace,
Pleading for distrust to cease.
One people across the land,
Come together, hand in hand.
Only we can heal our earth,
Bring about complete rebirth.
One love, remove all our fear
from each soul, both far and near.
One soul , image of us all,
Please answer our fervent call.
One light, One thought, One mind,
One love, ever so kind.
One voice , say our prayer,
Bring closure to our despair.
© 2019 – 2020, Lekatt . All rights reserved.
He stumbled upon a desert town
started to look for a bite to eat,
he was surprised to find the town
so bright, sparkling clean and neat.
Welcome signs were everywhere
on all of the small town’s doors.
He stepped into a quaint cafe,
luminous clean he found the floors.
The furnishings were spotless
and the counter was the same,
then he noticed something odd,
as he sat down, no one came.
He looked in the back, then
stepped out to search the town.
He tried other shops and stores
walking up the street and down.
A sign he missed on entering
said: “Welcome to Confusion,”
“a home for Guardian Angels,”
“for all others an illusion.”
© 2018 – 2020, Lekatt . All rights reserved.
On high stands a mighty Fortress,
a grand Castle of world renown.
It’s proud lauded a safe haven
for all subjects dwelling around.
Its outer walls rise eighty feet,
and its breadth five-hundred-five.
Build of mortar and granite,
so those within it will survive.
The inner wall is half the out,
built of mortar and granite like.
While strong within the inner wall
stands a half-dozen keeps with pike.
It well took more than thirty year,
these massive fortress walls to build,
its makers love to stand and cheer,
‘cause nary a soul has been killed.
It was fear that raised these great walls
against some long imagined dread.
But no one has come to conquer,
for wondrous peace remains widespread.
© 2018 – 2019, Lekatt . All rights reserved.
A bridge is being built over
the river that divides our town.
It won’t be merely any bridge,
just the most aptest bridge around.
A double decked steel wonder
to serve everyone the same.
Completely people friendly,
a bridge of the grandest fame.
From two-wheel motorbike to
an eighteen-wheel with trusses.
The top deck carries traffic,
of cars, vans, trucks and buses.
The second deck divided,
with a part for high speed train,
the rest for bikes, and walkers
with a wall betwixt the twain.
Do teach our politicians,
and leadership of each state,
to build such bridges all could
share, truly it would be great.
© 2018 – 2019, Lekatt . All rights reserved.
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