A World That Needs Change

Why does every planet have a moon? Why can't these words lift up out this tune. Why are there police shooting, innocent kids, like politics are crictal? But this rhymes I'm spitting are lyrical. Guess it's the sign of the days. The innocents of the nation is being stript, so we need to rise up and grab a crucifix, cry out for mercy, find the curtesy, to stand up to a world of earthly view and maybe then this world can start to look brand new. You turn on the news here about murder, the world turning a cold sholder, the blood soked by the innocent, but not about a family who can barely pay rent. People struggle on a regular basis but the world don't see. That theres a lot more then the interpretations then it's all about me. When the death is a blind eye that only few can see?

The world is full of hate, we need to stand up, rescue each other from this fate. We're all here to make an inmapact. We're all here to make this world new. So why don't we work together like paper and glue?

The sunsets on every inch of this earth, we were all United under one birth. So why is there violence and shcools getting shot, by a kid who aimlessly shots a glock. Why are there kids getting beat up walking home from shcool,  because there diffrent, mistreated and misunderstood. People striving to get out of the hood. To become something greater, not understand the grace found in the creator, but now a days dreams are short lived, Martin Luther King died before he could see the impact of what survived. The world takes down people with a dream, because it not what they seem to be. Divided the diffrence between the concept of its either you or me? The world is crashing by the rate it's flowing, dividing a culture for who they are, but in the end of it all we all look at the same stars that are glowing. Make a wish and stand up as a nation to strive to over come the fears because violence and depresion is over taking the piers.

The world is full of hate, we need to stand up, rescue each other from this fate. We're all here to make an inmapact. We're all here to make this world new. So why don't we work together like paper and glue? The world is full of hate, we need to stand up, rescue each other from this fate. We're all here to make an inmapact. We're all here to make this world new. So why don't we work together like paper and glue?

This poem is about: 
Our world

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