The horrors of man,
The pain of all, hate of some
The whole world engulfed.
Monarchs full of hate,
Killing caused a weeping world,
Tears of mud and blood.
Struggles of many,
Their pain, their struggles their life,
Often Forgotten.
The horrors of man,
The pain of all, hate of some
The whole world engulfed.
Monarchs full of hate,
Killing caused a weeping world,
Tears of mud and blood.
Struggles of many,
Their pain, their struggles their life,
Often Forgotten.
Fly free
your divine
mind.
Pour into
our world,
your minds
gift
Who knew happiness
was something
to hold
A lonely palm
Happiness takes
Wraps itself
Into the embrace
Of your open self
My happiness
Holds me back
As I step into the wood
I hear nature’s song, oh so good
The song of a small bird,
he fills the world without a word
At the peak of a sweet crescendo,
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