A cold, messed up world which is caused by the human race.

The world is loveless and bare.

No heart felt peace or feelings to share.

What has this world become?

Why are people acting so dumb?

Are there any clues to a plan,

or just the despair caused by man?

Hopes and dreams become shattered.

People become worn and tattered.

There is a need to discover what has been lost,

even if we can ill-afford the cost.

We need to mend relationships that have been broken.

Heal all wounds by whatever token.

It is a must that we rediscover our allegiance,

and do what we can to stop the indifference.

The world is what we make it as a whole,

and to repair the damage

takes one common goal.

Togetherness is key,

and everyone should agree.

A broken world is what we have become.

There’s freedom to choose

whether we win or loose.

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  • jimbob1 on Nov 26, 2009

    DB – Better make the choice while we still can…A great poem bemoaning the fact that we are a world of despair…Here’s hoping we still have the smarts and desire to save it and ourselves.

  • drelayaraja on Nov 26, 2009

    Great poem.. Nice thought.

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