The World
The World
There are deals
Which sometimes can’t be dealt
In this so-called planet
Named Earth
Things were so much more beautiful
So much more innocent, pure – back then
Remember
When grass was around your feet
Dancing gracefully
Followed by a soft chirping of birds
Humming a melody to your ears
Remember
When the moon was shining so bright at night
Reflected your own soul
Followed by stars
Glowing luxuriously in the sky
There are deals, can’t be dealt
Suffering, torturing
Cruelty, brutality
Pain and agony
Destroying every child’s dreams