A World Full of Hate
In a world full of hate,
it makes our fate.
Thats saddening
and maddening.
Cloaked in darkness
from bearing witenss.
Unable to stray
without falling prey.
Would a clear picture
help feeling secure?
Could fates be changed,
leaving less pained,
or persons left usnsure
of the blinding obscure?
Never ending happiness,
is the cause hopeless
in this world full of hate?
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