Fire can't burn me,
But your prejudices can.
Ice is as not cold as freezer,
As your old guiding geezer.
The leaves of the forest,
Or the water of sea,
All have a place on earth.
The shades of skin,
Or the feeling of love,
All have a place in society.
Let the torrent of night
Flash against the dark sky.
Ideas anew of values,
Shall vanquish dark pitches of mind.
Let the bird breathe,
And the lion hunt
Since all have a place on earth.
Let a man, love a man
And the god, be the guidance.
Because all have a place in society.