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Fixing the World

One evening, I went to the market
to observe people was my target

some sad, some laughin'
some staring some stealin'

holding their tears and smiling wide
but I can tell when they hide

Headphones in the ears, Nobody cares 
about the homeless man who fears

What am I Going to eat today?
Selfish are people, these days

While eating a great meal, nobody cares
about his hungry neighbor, with whom he could share

Back biting and Showing off loud 
themselves is what they care about

Nobody asks how others are feelin'
No sympathy, no sharin', no carin' 

Scrolling mindlessly through the internet
staning over celebrities who don't even know them

Being a fan of fiction, ignoring the reality
Those are the people I pity 

keyboard warrior, on the Internet, inserts
No facts, just useless insults

The racists', The narcissists'
Eyes clouded, Mind covered in mist

Thinking they are the best, 
They are superior over the rest

What has the world become today
I wish I could fix it, to god I pray

I wish the world becomes a place
in which, of hate, there's no trace 

The world becomes a place where
About the poor, the rich would care

The world becomes a place when
Justice is needed, it's there and then

The world becomes a place what
I pray for, where Doors of evil are all shut

But how? I ask
it's a difficult task

With open mind and clear eyes, I see
The change begins with me

It all begins with correcting my own mistakes
for doing so courage is what it takes

Seeing my own flaws and doing good deeds
From me, this is what the world needs

I shall start a struggle to create peace
To make this world like heaven's piece

That's the concept I grasp to, That's the hope I chase
when I think about making this world a better place

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




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