This Life
I imagine the world to be filled of souls
A simple world to simply live in
Every one soul as lifeless to enfold
How every rest shall be without dreams
There will be no time
No yesterdays, no today and no tomorrow
No one shall be left behind
And no one shall ever be fitted a role
Money as well shall not be
No more purchasing, simply sharing
The need to ever be as free
No more the constant living up to comparing
Death to be... be as needless
Simply a departure to the fade
No longer sorrowful, no longer heartless
No longer shall pain await...
This life... has got a soul
A simple world it simply lives in
This life... is getting old
For that one final rest without dreams
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2013
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