Past World Poem by Compton Wright

My life continues to past through my body so quickly
As my face changes, my body develops into a grown man
But what also changes is the mind, the thoughts, the persona
I used to think that this world was so magical and sheer fantasy
But now the bittersweet truth that this world is covered by blood
Buried with bones and decomposing flesh eaten by worms and
When seeing crime sprees start to make a crime wave all over
The land of opportunities now called in my cold eyes the land of
The power hungry and heartless but I guess that’s the past like
The peace offerings from the countless wars over one another
From religion all the way to the sheer hatred over the color of skin
Not seeing each other as equals but enemies leads to our sins of evil
Murdering suicide bombers, brainwashed children from propaganda
Why can’t we agreed on world peace upon each continent in this world
Maybe a few of us only sees peace can conquer all while others think that
Fear, violence and dictatorship is the only method upon victory and control
Book burnings, false history and religion belief arguments upon the people
As the cloud of the confusion hovers over their minds with severe brainstorms
Using manipulation in order to get the upper hand over many conquerors here
Is this what this world’s history should be remembered from all these centuries
As when change submerges from the surface below our feet we start to reject it
Such change that could be revolutionary becomes non-sense to the ignorant eyes
Cast aside and labeling brilliance into extremists and mental unstable patients…
So hoping to make a change in writing and have complete my dream of being a
Poet laureate next to our famous writers and poets that blessed us with their words
I’ll hope to morph this world into accepting change with an open mind and not with
Blinders over our eyes, putting shades too dark to see the true colors of our new path
Instead of calculating the due date of the human existence but let’s look forward please
Expand our lifespans into not mere centuries but more like millenniums is more fitting
Leave the old methods that our successors failed to do in their times as we evolved further
As let the past world become refurnished by the new designs given by our new metropolis