In Our World Poem by John Howard Davies

FRUIT ROTS ON TREES
COLDS MAKE YOU SNEEZE
SOME DOGS HAVE FLEAS
IN OUR WORLD

SOLDIERS HAVE GUNS
MOTHERS HAVE SONS
DADS DAUGHTERS ARE FUN
IN OUR WORLD

TAXES GET PAID
TEMPERS GET FRAYED
TEACHERS GIVE GRADES
IN OUR WORLD

GOD HAS A HOUSE
JESUS NO SPOUSE
THEN THOSE WHO DOUBT
IN OUR WORLD

DEATH TAKES AWAY
AND DARKENS OUR DAY
WITH NOTHING TO SAY
IN OUR WORLD

MEMORIES FADE
OF SOULS WE WISH STAYED
TO FRONT OUR PARADE
IN OUR WORLD

NEWSPAPERS CLAIM
THAT THEY'RE NOT TO BLAME
FOR PRINTING THE SHAME
IN OUR WORLD

HUNGER REMAINS
AND THOUSANDS IT CLAIMS
AS RICHNESS SUSTAINS
IN OUR WORLD

SUN RISES THEN FALLS
AS THE GHOSTS IN US CALL
FROM BEYOND THAT HIGH WALL
IN OUR WORLD

WE ALL HAVE REGRET
BUT WE SOON JUST FORGET
AS WE CAST A NEW NET
IN OUR WORLD.