Amen
No ill will shall I wish upon anyone,
For in the end everyone will get their karma for the wrongs they've done,
The fall of our united nation has begun,
Metaphorically we're all being held hostage by an invisible gun,
Fighting to stay afloat though we're being weighed down by a ton,
What fun.
In life we're given a chance,
But it's only up to us how far we will advance,
Debating as you take a second glance,
Contemplating on whether or not today you'll put on pants,
It's always up to you to take that chance.
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