A fountain of joy and yet of sorrow,
Of love today and hate tomorrow.
A mirror of heaven, a dungeon of hell
Where good and evil both do well.
A creation whose people are steeped in sin,
But with faith that atones for the state
They're in.
A garden of food, a desert of none,
In which many suffer for the sake of one.
A victim torn between right and wrong
By the devil’s curse and the angel’s song.
A turmoil where good 'n bad resemble
Each other and nations plot to destroy another.
A sanctuary of peace threatened with strife
Where death gives way to vibrant new life.
Our world!
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