When did we lose honor
What is real
When the world turns a blind eye
What is real
For what happened to the truth and love in this world
For winning comes from the wicked
and no one cares to listen
For there is so much screaming
and no one cares to listen
People give up peace to live a life of honor
and for those that get it all haves turn to be of wicked
No one cares to save the dieing
For only the rich can afford to live
No one cares for wisdom
Or the path of righteous
For they have all chosen to live in the way of darkness
and give up the light of the righteous
They have no personality
For the wicked is all the same
as the light screaming in pain
For they endure the wicked
Because they are true and brave
They are different and none the same
And for that
that of the beauty of the light is what the wicked want most
But it can never be attained until they choose to change
So what happened to our world for the wicked to have over run
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