End of Days or new beginnings?
End of Days
By Tony DeLorger © 2012
The world is coming to an end, I fear,
there's rioting in the streets,
fires, destruction and mass murder,
millions starving, oppressed and mistreated,
war, bombs and desecration,
the air is poison, seas are rising,
violence, racial hatred and segregation,
corruption, greed and power struggles,
political manipulation and propaganda,
world banks pulling strings,
the poor poorer, the rich richer,
animal cruelty and pain inflicted,
nature ravaged and choking,
the land depleted, chemical suicide,
drugs so lethal demented minds,
rotting corpses on empty streets,
babies crying, no mothers care,
families broken, children torn,
selfish minds and lust a poor substitute,
And all this, the evening news.
I ask myself, what more hell can there be,
when love is a second choice of being,
when money, power and lust appear,
to be the fulfilment of a life.
We have so much potential,
yet this is our reality.
Someone tell me why...
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