The World as we know it

The breeze stands still seemingly afraid of the terror of man's wrath

How is it that even nature whom we usually marvel at now fears who we have become

Could it be because we no longer see the beauty in it but we destroy it with out selfish desires

We see the hunger in the eyes of children as we walk on the road

We see the need for a little opportunity to change their lives

We close our hides to the obvious want of hurting people in the world

But despite our eyes being closed our hearts will still feel

Or is that we no longer have hearts or we have stopped feeling

Children look up to muscians who often sing of crime and sexual desires

Where is the positivity?? Where are the teachings of good morals

The thing is people sometimes think too much and feel too little

Those who have been blessed with the resources to help

Instead keep on spending it on selfish desires the want for more and more continues to grow

The world as we know it will get no better

Man continues to look out for themselves rather than giving a helping hand to a neighbour

Instead of lifting each other up we destroy them one by one with various weapons all stained by selfish desires

The World as we know it needs the true meaning of LOVE

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