Hear the voice under the door.
Somebody saw a little sense.
We need this crap no more.
May the curtain not be iron, just a wooden fence.
Pray the barriers are broken down.
Politics with barren face.
Wipe away life's frown.
Mongers of war, a flaming disgrace.
Let the world be blessed with the joy of peace,
Men of power let us no more fret,
Life from threat of war release.
Think before thy doth regret.
The world is a beautiful, but troubled place,
Save us all, the human race.
(c) Livvi