The World
This world.
Yes. This one
The one you're a part of
Is dying
The United States falls
The Middle East quarrels
The world is gripped by panic, and fear
Pestilence
War
Poverty
The list continues
Corrupt government officals lining their pockets
through the misery of the people
The world. This world
Needs a change
Admit or don't, but we will die all the same
Id rather die old in age
Than young and in pain
Watching the world I loved disintegrate
Slowly fade away
Hypocrisy is life
Judgement is a style
Love everyone
Don't be corrupt
And go the extra mile
Our world is worse for wear I fear
And we need to make a change
So take a stand
Don't fear the worst
Together we can fix almost anything.
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