The world seems much far away

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I’m no prophet, no messenger
no saint, no archangel
you ask me to preach
about change you expect me to teach
I just want you to know
that I’m such a weak creature
to mend my ownself
I couldn’t begin the charity at my own home
and you talk about the world
so my dear friend
The world seems much far away
they have accepted to live that way
The world seems much far away
they won’t believe in the reality of things they hold today
The world seems much far away
they would rather fight than to understand
they would rather build walls and suffocate inside
than to build bridges and talk about peace

I wasn’t given the rod of Moses
neither the powers of Solomon, nor the purity of Mohammad
lacking I’m the healing hand of Jesus
you ask me to stand against time
to walk and tame the wild tide
I really wish if i had that all might
I couldn’t begin the charity at my own home
and you talk about the world
so my dear friend
The world seems much far away
they have accepted to live that way
The world seems much far away
they won’t believe in the reality of things they hold today
The world seems much far away
they would rather fight than to understand
they would rather build walls and suffocate inside
than to build bridges and talk about peace

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2004)
Islamabad, Pakistan
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