It's the way of the world,
Its in our blood.
We live for a reason,
We live just to die.
No matter the season,
No matter how hard we try.
We lie to the world,
Can't hide whats inside.
We live for one person,
It's how we are designed.
We fight for strength,
We kill for power.
We stand alone,
Ready to devour.
The instinct inside,
Tells us to survive.
Truly,
There is no 'We'.
You fight for you,
And I fight for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We stand alone, Ready to devour. The instinct inside, Tells us to survive. good thoughts........ you may change your ideas when you become great and big in years. very nice poem. tony