Today gust is intensifying her lust

My favorite autumn is blemished 

And evil clouds are becoming thick

Where is our peace street?

Dilapidated leaves are panting without any guardians

Limitless ridges lost their precipice

Now is the time for peace

Now is the time to harvest harmony and silence

Now is the time to hold rallies for these human valleys

We already suffered a lot

There is no net pain 

All our suffering is gross

We can’t afford any further loss

Now is the time for peace

Now is the time to make a deal with the breeze

Now is the time to make a human bridge

We overcame dark ages

We went through medieval and crusades

We saw modern havocs in the forms of precision slaughters

Now we don’t have any time to be further diminished

for these political beasts

Now is the time for peace

Now is the time to make lemonade with lime

Now is the time for rhythm and rhyme     

-Somoy Shafi