When My children and Your children
Know the Truth of our land
Thereafter give thanks for their Fortune
When You and I can hold hands
Without yielding a grudge
When we are both equal –
Not just in status but in reality
When we live in the same area
Bound by no boundaries
When what is Mine is Yours and
What is Yours is Mine –
When time beckons the ripening of thought
That is when
The Land Will Heal.
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