Drama Others Tragedy
All its organs
With collective care, concern;
Divides and scars
With its waves
The world roars
'You speak in so many tongues
I beg your pardon
My feelings unnoticed, my agonies unsung?
You're killing me, your own nest
It's a lose-lose game
Are you so dumb!'
With its clouds
The world roars and says
'I shed these clouds time and again
You get water, life-giving rain
You can't clear them from your head
You seem to melt them only into blood
Coagulate me with your scarlet flood
You're hurting me you're such a pain!
I'm boiling now, volcanoes inside
You don't count that you're committing suicide?'
Hell of a world
All its parts
Perilously hanging in the edge
Tonnes of destructive, useless knowledge,
Selling a pack of insipid lies!
Full of hope, with dreamy eyes
The grounds screech of crises,