We all are the branches of the same tree
All free and ready to grow
Mother grabs the soil to protect us all
but don't know the direction of the storm blow.
We breath same air, drink same water
We get equal love of a mother
we bloom on same mother's heart,
a fruit and a flower.
We grow old together
a lot of fun
creaking in the wind and
dance like a pendulum.
Mother feeds us as our need
let's not demand for more
no more fight each other
let love come, open the door.
Let be stronger against storm
and raise our voice against those selfish creature
Let us fight together.
Let us die together.