in a world

in a world so strange,

 

i think we all can see

 

how the poor will beg,

 

and the rich will smile with glee

 

in a world this peculiar,

 

where people down pills like candy

 

and everyone drags around chains,

 

while chugging gallons of brandy

 

in a world this cruel,

 

we all wrap blindfolds around our eyes;

 

but it's really unnecessary,

 

all we could ever see were lies.

 

in a world this blind,

 

we all write about love,

 

it probably doesn't exist

 

but who'd not trade a crow for a dove?

 

in a world so materialistic,

 

we all judge others

 

alienate ourselves,

 

and treat them not as brothers

 

in a world so loathing

 

how do we smile again?

 

since now, we only look

 

for something else to gain

 

in a world so unbalanced,

 

how are we to be free?

 

in a world that is ours,

 

how are we to be?

This poem is about: 
Our world

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