My life is being seeped
By the evildoing and hate,
Sooner or later,
We might get a very early fate...
Our world is losing its light,
And is starting to enter the darkness.
All of this is sudden,
Our lives are a mess.
When will the light come back?
Where it truly does belong?
If someone on Earth cares,
They stand up and prolong...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
everyone one has the courage and power to bring in a ray of light and lend a helping hand but a lot of people have insecurity's of producing the sunshine down into this road to hell we don't belive, so we ignore, and leave everything as it is including our future it's a selfish crime.