Final Burnout
Where were you when time stood still?
When the world was no longer there?
Nothing was left, only ill will.
Little left to matter, no one to care.
Is this where it will come to an end?
If we have reached the point of no return.
People are only enemies, no concept of friend.
We have caused humanity to crash and burn.
When did anger turn so quickly into hate?
And compassion is seen as being weak?
We may find out that it is already too late.
We have lost our voice for no one would speak.
There is too much emphasis on money and power.
And the calculated devious ways to get our due.
We manipulate time down to the last hour.
And make statements not caring if they are true.
Before we have caused a final burnout.
Could we take a step back to see?
That we have no idea what it is all about.
For the world does not revolve around "me".
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