Tolerance

On Sunday morning I chanced to meet,

A preacher there, across the street.

A man of God? A man of law?

A man spurious and sly saw,

By Mary's church seeming to dance

A fine lass labelled, ' Tolerance '

I asked her when she quickly strode

Thus, skipping down this human road,

Quickly she replied, ' I am she, who champions your liberty '.

Tolerance is a virtue, it uplifts the society

Tolerance is a requisite for peace and harmony

It's absence paves the way for fear, ignorance and inhumanity. 

In this world of vices, it is a quality that must be imbibed

With its aid let us move forward, and build a world we desire.