The world
It turns around in a circle
Yet people know not love
Hate is the order of the day.
Many of the children gone astray,
They need guidance, no one
To show them love, so instead
They seek it from evil people who knows nothing.
Bringing severe pain and sufferance in their life’s
Living for vain things, loosing their soul to gain this world,
What does it really worth in the end?
No rewards, no medals and no thanks to get.
Everyone hates you cause of the things you do
You don’t care who you hurt and distress
Leaving families in misery pleases you,
Doing wrong turns you on.
You want to make a name for yourself
So the story must go on.
By: Keston Peters
Yet people know not love
Hate is the order of the day.
Many of the children gone astray,
They need guidance, no one
To show them love, so instead
They seek it from evil people who knows nothing.
Bringing severe pain and sufferance in their life’s
Living for vain things, loosing their soul to gain this world,
What does it really worth in the end?
No rewards, no medals and no thanks to get.
Everyone hates you cause of the things you do
You don’t care who you hurt and distress
Leaving families in misery pleases you,
Doing wrong turns you on.
You want to make a name for yourself
So the story must go on.
By: Keston Peters
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