A Globe without the Lines

Sometimes,

I just ponder to self,

Wondering who am me?

Am I Indian or American?

Or just a human being?

Sometimes,

I just wonder to self,

Wondering who I am?

Am I an Englishman or Arabian?

Or am I just a man?

So what if I am born in plains,

Or if I grew up in mountains,

What does it make me?

Who is going to define?

I don’t need the answers to it,

All I want is a ‘globe without the lines’

Let’s get rid of the barbed fence,

Let’s give rest to the border men,

Let’s erase the map of lines,

Let a new world be defined,

Let the borders disappear,

Let’s bid bye to nuclear fear,

Put the guns and bombs to rust,

Let the tanks gather dust.

Let’s take a stand,

Let there be no countrymen,

Make the world one,

One big happy heaven,

That is all I wish to see,

The future I would like,

Let’s pledge to dump the hate,

And build a globe without the lines.