Change the World

Be it night or day

I unceasingly pray

That no one or anything be a stray

Terminal, minor, or major

A small light in the dark arise

For all I wager

A cure to cleanse ailment and make life the eternal prize

Fight to the honor, fight to the death

First and maybe last breath

War through anger, misery, and superiority only bring famine and dread

Sheath thy weapon and let no blood be shed

No greed nor shame

Should the manufactured wealth be gone

All poverty and rich become one with no blame

Animal after animal die everyday

Deforestation brings pollution

Protect what gives life and wonder, keeping color without gray

Yet peace and harmony be turned to revolution

If Adam and Eve were not riddled with myopia

Sin would not enter and the world would be a utopia