Stay safe my friends

War is never the answer
But the question remains
They may not have anything to lose
We may need to give up our gains

Threaten us with nuclear holocaust 
The threats seem empty,
We know we are no saints my brother,
When time comes to face our maker
Problems you will have a plenty

They may not be afraid to die
We are no longer afraid live
Krishna, Jesus even Allah
All know where the righteous live

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