Oh Pakistan

With hearts and minds we will cover the mountains
No cracks will seal or hold our earthly tomorrow.

Similar hands will reach out together, solely
Similar hearts will drive the sunrise, brightly.

A crumbled past will build the rising future
The fallen children will tender and cement the bricks.

No borders will fence the giving world
No strong religion will turn away the week.

Family nature calling in life and closing death
Primal answers revealed in open hands and minds.

Rocks in weathered anger move little lives
Breath in wind carries the beating hearts.

All will fall down to rise again
All will stand tall again, in shortly.

JB