The World Around Me

As i look around me

is it really what it seems

there is laughing and happiness

there is joy and smiles

but is that the true color of the sky?

 

The things around me

cannot all be good

there are things that go on

that is never truly understood

there are things that hurt others

things that aren't even dared to be mentioned

 

In this life of good

bad does happen, bad done by people, people who are oblivious to the things that surround them,

no account is being taken for the others

there are people who only think about themselves

they do not care for the world around them

but still expect care back

 

Bad is all around

but we try to cover up

we have smiles and laughter

to make the world seem as if it were good

but one by one

second by second

a ticking time bomb is counting off

counting the time till the world show its true self

the bad that is truly present

 

But there has to be someone

something that will keep the good

so that the world around me doesn't go to shame

because even through all the bad

people still try to find the good

to keep this world around me

exactly as it should.

 

 

 

 
 
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Our world
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Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.   

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