This world is getting crazy; the truth is a blurred line
Respect is something foreign; a concept not grasped
Where greed and envy run rampant, where everyone screams "Mine!"
Where we are drowning in sorrow with no air for which we gasped.
This world is getting darker; crime is a daily job
Murder and hate and malice are our constant friends
No one bats an eye while we kill and cheat and rob
"All you need to do is look at the world through a different lens."
The world could be getting better; there is the presence of hope
Joy and laughter and gentleness can shine over the gloom
There can be peace and love and harmony if with each other we would cope
For all these virtues and for a beautiful world, we can make room.