What a Lovely Day
What a lovely day
Pollution turning our sky to a lovely grey
With splendid touch of waste
In rivers, oceans, and lakes
Oh what a pleasure, it pleases
Observing the spread of cunning diseases
What a lovely day
Forests and jungles happily dying, on the ground they lay
Surviving delightful pain as they ponder
About dreadful animals going into extinction
As they did exist, perhaps only in fiction
What a lovely day
Splendid discrimination towards each other
A pleasurable passion, saying "I'm superior" to one another
Different in colors but in the same race
But torn apart by racism, what an amusing disgrace
What a lovely day
Watching the world's pleasant ending
Overdosing a joyful death, but all depending
On the people of the horrendous tomorrow
Filling our days with charming sorrow
What a lovely day
I would love to say
When I see this present do its best
To put all the world's problem's at rest
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