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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