I see around the world in madness,
In people's eyes the deepest sadness.
That heavy look you see on street
You never ever want to meet.
Gray wicked poor people suffer,
Each year life is even tougher.
And then you notice - you took
That gloomy empty heavy look.
This cynic dirtyness of state
Makes us accept the cruel fate.
We trapped in cage being born in here,
All stupid rules just make it clear.
Being used to cruelty in news,
Becoming heartless we can lose
The wish to help someone in need,
The kindness, the trust, the creed.
I don't want to live in madness,
I don't want to feel deep sadness.
I bet you all agree on that,
But this is what we all should work at.
The world in madness
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