Under A Different Sky

Under a different sky I wish to be born,

Where the world is painted in love,

No differences, no biases, no deliberate abhorrence,

Set me free, O, Lord, and take me with You,

I’ve heard You treat everyone the same,

And, I wish to bloom like a pretty wildflower,

Irrespective of where I’m planted,

Smiling with all my heart and basking in an affable company,


What do you think?


Written by Amrita Mallik

PP Pioneer

Voice of a Victim