7 Million Lights

One man's terrorist is another's freedom-fighter,
It's folly to think that sticks can beat out a raging fire-
They only add ire to ire.
One fights for honor, the other for his rights;
Darkness has covered this city of 7 million lights,
On the streets, cries and sighs!

Oh Paradise!

Oh paradise! The world so far
That sorrows here can't make it there;
Whence wafts of joy we oft' await
To lighten the load of daily pain.

Oh death! The door of the near
Opening up to freedom or fear.
Some fall helplessly into hell's cries.
Some are snatched away by paradise.