Let's Build Mansions of Love
High-rises gleam wearing
Dazzling pieces of glass
While Mansions of old whiles
Fall with hopes despairing.
As wine, rave, grandeur and wealth vanish
In time’s immense storms that whirl,
The mighty and the highbrow vanish.
So do the fine man and the sweet girl.
The lowly and the wealthy perish
In trice and shall be concealed in loam.
Mansions of love that have no blemish
Alone shall sheen till the ends of time.
So let’s merrily build
Mansions of love unbound
By race and creed
And please our very God.
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Ipe Mathews
Published Author. Bilingual Poet, lyricist and Composer. I am a strong supporter of environment protection and believe in Universal brotherhood where discrimination in the name of colour creed and race should not have any significance. All are to be treated equally.
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