If wishes flew upon the wind, I’d reach above and catch me some, and bring them back to earth with me, and keep them safe for days to come. I’d wish for peace in troubled times, for those not knowing how to love; for those afflicted by our plagues, without the means to rise above.
For all my brothers in our world, I’d wish we’d all learn to embrace, and look beyond our differences, to see the wealth beyond our face. For black or white, brown, red, or gold, we’re all the same within our skins; all look for love and brotherhood, and truth beyond our earthly sins.
If wishes flew upon the wind, I’d catch a few as they passed by, and make my wishes into acts, to help all those who as they cry; I’d find my voice and sing with all; a choir that lifts beyond the noise, and with this song, send up a prayer, for those who hear; peace in our time.
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