That Little World of Ours
Have we our own world to live for
Building from as little as known
Establishment unruly and unexplored
How have I a place I did not know to own?
We become too many persons to listen
We become ourselves to hear
And we unknowingly learn to distant
A someone… no one who came a tad near
Do life matter if we find reasons to kill it?
Do life matter if we’re waiting for death?
We have rules in order to bleed
Guess the living will never rest
I rather die than be involved sometimes
If you can sit back and watch what humans do from afar?
You won’t believe because no humans will admit
How up our own little world are…
My own little world to live for
From watching a world I’ve known
One of many silent war
I am a reason without to own
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2019
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