World Weary
Death and destruction.
All men stand alone.
Money is moral.
Our hearts are cold and
Love is forgotten.
My mother's love
Father's blessing
A child's laughter.
A sense of peace.
Where is hope.
What I see?
Selfishness.
Death, and
Chaos.
Why.
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