The World Is Bleeding!
The Sun shines bright on our planet in despair
Wrapped in rags called turmoil, worn beyond repair
A battle tearing the soul from great Mother Earth
It’s inhabitants at odds to prove status and worth
Hemorrhage must stop and wounds to heal
Scabbing over again then scratched to reveal
That mankind is not worthy to manage such place
Only capable of abusing and leaving much trace
Of a thoughtless generation lining pockets with greed
A legacy for those younger to analyse and heed
A new set of rules that must not repeat
Past history written with a story of defeat
The World is still bleeding and how will it stop?
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