Hell On Earth
Each day I rise wondering what has happened to humanity
Is it the end of times, it seems things can't get much worse
They toil and run on a wheel like rats to their own calamity
Seeking things which once were called of the flesh, of vanity
Every word out of their mouths, brings down another curse
Each day I rise wondering what has happened to humanity
What misfortune we bring upon ourselves, risking our sanity
Could there be new vile thing left in which we could immerse
They toil and run on a wheel like rats to their own calamity
Stories they believe of a world once purged by a great sea
They say they believe, but all of their actions very diverse
Each day I rise wondering what has happened to humanity
Money, greed, and corruption is the root of all evil you see
Salvation, grace, nor love will be traded for contents of purse
They toil and run on a wheel like rats to their own calamity
I am not innocent of anything as I make this lofty decree
Only a small hope of seeking right can I possibly nurse
Each day I rise wondering what has happened to humanity
They toil and run on a wheel like rats to their own calamity
for Apocalypse Rising Contest
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