Wheel of Choice

Wheel of Choice

In a world full of hate, anger and despair,

Are the foolish never aware.

The danger of Mother Nature,

It is a simple topic for sure,

Yet no one feels enough mature.

 

In a world full of species and new discoveries,

Are the foolish like beasties.

Unbelievable stories of Mother Nature,

Yet no one has found the perfect cure.

 

In a world full of those in need

Are they left to bleed.

Internal suffering.

Yet for the world, a new covering.

 

In a world full of memory and history,

Earn the foolish no glory.

In a world full of terror and tension,

Are the foolish to mention.

 

In a world full of emotion and destruction,

Are the foolish the attraction.

Though everybody pays attention.

 

In a world full of faces and choices,

Are to be heard the foolish voices.

The world is overly ambitious

Yet everybody believes that thought is vicious.

In a world full of mysteries,

Unravelled by science and maths.

Yet Mother Nature never laughs.

 

In a world full of mind and thought,

Are the foolish always bored.

Balance in the world is not yet instored.

Yet the poor are being ignored.

 

In a world full of hate anger and despair,

Are the foolish not aware.

The wheel of choice spins until Mother Nature wins.

 

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