The Multitude of Man

Sometimes the world can bring you fear, sometimes it brings you pain. Sometimes the world brings sorrow, it's like a constant rain. Sometimes it seems the laughter and joy are all too few and far. Sometimes it seems our saving grace is just a shooting star. If only man would look around and see the meaning that's there. Man wasn't put here to conquer, man was put here to love and share. Mankind is a growing multitude, it's a never-ending tide; but man is conquered by his greed and he's conquered by his pride. My prayer is that I'll live to see the multitude join hands. I pray I'll see a world at peace, a world without demands. I pray one day I'll rise and find a world that's kind and just. I still have faith in the multitude, I still have hope and trust. When the multitude is gone, and mankind is no more, I hope we found before we left what we were put here for.