If only we could get along

As neighbours, lovers and as friends;

To learn to sing each other’s songs,

And join hands as the world intends.

 

Some obstacle stands in the way

Of life in harmony and peace;

The children of all nations play,

But come adulthood this will cease.

 

For once toy guns and catapults

Are swapped for a more strong-armed state,

There seems to be but one result:

A chasm of mistrust and hate.

 

Concealed as pawns in this divide,

The people know deep down it’s wrong.

If only we could look inside,

If only we could get along.