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.
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,
The great aurora in the sky
Colors lovely and bright,
Your mind takes flight
A feeling you can’t buy
But look between the color
Stray your eye,
Something quite duller
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