There are times when people murder
Others die
People cry
Forever in their hearts they will grieve
There are times when people rejoice
Shouts of joy are heard
Love is everywhere
The sun shines its light on their lives
There are people with only hatred as their mind set
And only violence in their vision
Who follow the path of misery
Then there are people with a smile on their lips
That only breathe in the air of bliss
And walk on the ground of contentment
Many will say our world is lost in darkness
Others believe it has yet to mature
Death, deception, sickness, hatred, fear, and war
May of deprived our world of what makes it pure
But at the bottom of it all, there is still hope clinging to life
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