World of Misery
When the time no sooner flies;
when grief and sadness flushing the cries.
Fill the emptiness where the sorrow lies;
bringing up painful surmise.
Oh! what a restless world.
Where the values in pennies are sold;
undress us with no mercy in the cold.
Lies and and false claims are daringly told;
prevailed in pride and loftiness mould.
Oh! what a world so spoiled.
Where valuables so clearly soiled.
Where the calmness in fire is boiled.
Where the freedom forcefully coiled.
This is the world of sadness;
This is the world of madness;
This is the world of baldness.
What can I say; This is the world of misery.
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