The peace that I seek
Is not the peace of the grave
Where a thousand mute voices
Yearn to speak and crave

Who cannot utter a single word
Being bound by the code of death
The stony silence of the cemetery
With bodies trapped in a cage

The peace that I pursue
Where a million voices bloom
Where dissensions are appreciated
And conflicts resolved in tune

Where to harbour a difference
Does not tantamount to a crime
Where debates are encouraged
And a disagreement just fine

Where a sense of tolerance
Forms a solid bond of trust
Where lack of convergence
Does not break the crust

Where diversity is celebrated
Enriching the human fabric
Where unilateralism is shunned
On par with radioactive debris

Subir Chakraborty / 12th May 2018