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A PRAY


Lord why thy earth forsaking Everywhere I look seems of displeased Thy world is full of incurable epidemics Bless us with your grace from above Take a look at this dammed polluted world Everything you gave us, you’re mighty Plunder and thrall we yearn for one another Are you listening, lord of heaven and the earth Am crying Why am I crying? For the world is beautiful and peaceful Pauper life rife up the earth Children are crying and famished On small nooks there corps hangs Munitions sound full everywhere, the air stench Bombardment of all sorts in every nation Destruction on earth, and burry the loved ones Homeless are some people, sons of other country refuges Civil wars sough up lands and lying in name of religion Home destitute, in a great disrepair Lord, thy world is bleeding A pray for this world For better day and peaceful ways to live A world full of goody scenery A world full of harvest of all sorts That exterminates famine A world free from racism
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