Global Interfaith Peace

New York

“New York lies long, its strength fizzled,
scattered to and fro;
It is painful to a city’s glamour
laid in ruins, with expired energy;
its towers bowing in sympathy
to fallen comrades.
Money and joy once strolled the streets
wandering among pleasures
finding no rest.
But at this hour the city
seeks peace, its grief fields over
to mercy and faith.”

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