What Goes Up, Must Come Down
Like a sun goes up each time when morning comes
It sets in the afternoon as starry night is about to rise
So I started to think when will this cruel man fall?
Plays like a kid making the city like his toy
People yelp in pain for they are ruthlessly controlled
Is there someone who’s brave enough to rule this world?
This cruel man keeps going up and must end his greed
Must come down and start to bring desired peace
Step down and don’t go beyond your evil plans
Make the world ours for this is our land
Anything for now may smoothly run in your hands
But anything could happen like a snap
Just like a familiar adage that I used to know
“What goes up, must come down…”
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