Analysis of SINGULARISM

for all the years that had gone,
we never believed we were one.
the babies had the same mewl,
mothers had the same lullaby.

Of all the land, water, and air,
had the same essence in them.
They might have a different color,
but deep down inside all were same.

None has given anything to us,
it was present from the past.
None has taken anything from us,
it was snatched 'cause of our lust.

Let all of us become one,
let us bloom under the same sun,
where nobody is unfed, and
nobody throws meals to waste.
No guns on the arms, and
no separation from the homeland.