by Mujeeb Jaihoon

A Hand Tender

The world is in need of a hand tender
To comfort those deafened by the war-thunder

Clean from the wrinkles
And of hate and prejudice

To bring back the smile
In lands where peace in exile

To break the cups hate-smitten
We pray for a hand to knit hearts-broken

originally composed in Feb-1998. Rewritten on 22/01/2017