We
are born into this world of trouble and strife with no choice
Sometimes
child hood trauma leaves us with no voice
Children torn apart by war and political
argument
Religion
held up as a reason to kill and anger vent
To
travel on rafts and die in the sea
No
choice as children this could have been me or thee
Where
is the mercy in a world of turmoil and death?
Capitalism
has paid its last dime
Leaving
a world of no reason or rhyme
Have
and have nots shows up like that sore thumb
How
can we be on this earth so long not to have learnt?
This
planet is not ours to have burnt
Wild
life tries to cling on with paws and bleeding claws
While
political leaders are inevitably the cause
Man
and equal women could sort it out once and for all
Women
have a voice that needs to come forward to shout and call
Peace
is only a word but action speaks for change
This
world needs to calm and rearrange
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