Dearest life, Our daily strife A game of ego A competition to hurt A war to kill Our daily duty In you we live We who call ourselves human We who call them human We who too call them unhuman We impose a bloodshed An irreversible one With the victory Way beyond who dies first Cause the victory lies In the lie of our soul Covering that it is a lie that we are the best Cause the victory lies In the lie of the nature Covering that it is a lie that victory is a result of contest Some are just born different And we call them losers Some just don’t agree to the standards And we call them losers Some just care about standards we care less And we call them losers Some just don’t care at all And we call them losers Some have tried but fail And we call them losers Yet those with no opinion Yet those with no courage to stand out Yet those with no effort As long as they fit the standards We call them winners We can see it We can hear it We can feel it We know We just choose to put on a dumb show We just fear lose Or just fear just? Although there is no prize Nor there is any demise For this endless conflict The victors reside Proud and further from the losers Only to fight within themselves That’s the prize That’s the demise The losers reside Ashamed and further from the victors But still they fight within themselves That’s the prize That’s the demise Isn’t a war useless then? Shouldn’t a war be banished then? But a war will always exist Coexistence is just a dream It’ll only make an epic meme Just like how oil wishes to mingle with water Coexistence is just a pit Dug enthusiastically by hypocrite Just like how the rich never gives their all Because they still want to hold a grand ball In a country of unison A trend to follow becomes a must A person with no resource Will be away from the unison A perfect unison Is never achievable In a country of unison An interracial marriage is blessed And the children born become a peace symbol But the children are expected To bear the crest of peace Despite the wish to be seen as who they are And not of their special origin They lose themselves Because of the burden of expectation A perfect unison Is never achievable In a country of unison The rich and the poor hold hands No rich, no poor But the leader lives in luxury And the country lives as a shut-in And the country develops differently People outside say it is slow But people inside have no way of knowing A perfect unison Is never achievable Coexistence Needs perseverance And a right wisdom Coexistence is not avoiding competition Coexistence is not a unison Coexistence is a war to be better Coexistence is a hand offered to grow together Coexistence is to evolve Coexistence is to resolve Coexistence is a healthy relationship Coexistence is to have no bias So we can punish those who do wrong So we won’t punish those who are judged as wrong So we prize those who do right So we won’t prize those who are judged to be right It will be difficult To see and to feel and to decide righteously It will be difficult For there is no perfect person who can judge For there is no perfect understanding For there is no perfect So until coexistence is achieved Coexistence will be a word in the dictionary A word whose meaning can be read A word whose meaning can be heard A word whose meaning can be taught A word whose meaning can be “learnt” But a word whose presence cannot be felt So until coexistence is achieved Coexistence will be a word that appears a lot in this letter A word whose spelling will be read A word whose pronunciation will be heard A word whose meaning may be delved But a word whose presence cannot be felt