The pigeon has landed
His beak carries a twig
A tiny branch of olive tree
With olive leaves, fresh and three.
The great flood is over
Earth is once again dry and fertile
New trees, new plants regenerate the soil.
That was then!
Today is worse
Polluted water, polluted air
Toxic chemicals sieve through lungs.
We can prevent this from getting deadly
It’s not going to be easy
It would take a lot of time
And a lot of people like you.
Be the pigeon with olive leaves
Be the hope the earth needs
Be the catalyst of your society.
Only in a developed social community
That we can achieve peace.
Share our dream.