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Will Our World Ever Change

all man are born equal Its how god wants us to be and live in peace and harmony for the goodness of humanity Adam and eve are our parents And we are their children So why are their so many wars That seem to have no end We know there’re only one god And he loves all of us and yes we see people suffering but in god works we have to trust we see the holocaust in Europe the genocides in Africa the inhumane captivity of Palestine and mass murders in south America and although our tears falls like the rain from the skies every time we see bombs falls and parents holds their dead and cries how did this world become so why do people hate each other if Adam and eve is our parents are you not sister and I’m your brother today I’m preparing for thanks giving last week I celebrated dewali then will come seven nights of Hanukkah the same time I light my Christmas tree then for holy month Ramadan I keep fast for all most everyday And give donations to the mosque For the poor who comes to pray Will our world ever change Its what we hear all the time When its full of hypocrites governments Committing Genocides and hate crimes But we all are so helpless While we stands aside and look But it’s the prophesies being fulfill That is written in the holy book But these things will come to past Children having children False prophets using Jesus name Men marrying men people flying like birds in the sky weapons of mass destructions man bringing this world on the brink of annihilations some times I feel to stop writing and close my eyes to what’s around me but then I think of those without voice that world forgets so easily so if I throw away my pens Comes like I turn my back their problems Although I cant lead them out the dark I can shed some light on them

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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