a world

they seem soo happy yet they only know how to hate,

if the world is against you is that bad luck or terrible fate,

we live in the world of darkness that we create,

yet it seems to go on forever no matter how much you wait

 

light does not shine through,

running from the world but never moving and always somewhere,

the darkness only grew,

stuck in the middle or nowhere,

 

the world is not fair,

it is more than some can bare,

yet there is no one that can say they really care,

the world loves pain and  misery  which is a great unbalanced pair.

is there a story that you want to share?

 

 

a world,

the world,

my world,

your world,

what do you see it as?

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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