Where does peace prevail ?

Here, there and everywhere,

Not even a place to spare,

Oh, Lord !

Where does peace prevail?

I hear,

My people wail,

How I wish I could go to their aid,

But I am unfortunate to be a maid,

Crushing the shackles, I will go, which restrains me,

And force the lord to hear my people’s plea,

Find a cure for narrow-mindedness and more,

For they fight on one’s ore,

Unaware that God is one, they fight –

On the basis of religion, language and sight.

Great people fought for our freedom at the cost of their lives,

Yet, we haven’t freed ourselves from daggers and knives.

The least we could do to make our ancestors every drop of blood shed worth,

Is to join hands in the rest of our lives coming forth.

For – If peace prevails,

Success never fails !!