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Fixing the World

One evening, I went to the market to observe people was my target some sad, some laughin' some staring some stealin' holding their tears and smiling wide but I can tell when they hide Headphones in the ears, Nobody cares about the homeless man who fears What am I Going to eat today? Selfish are people, these days While eating a great meal, nobody cares about his hungry neighbor, with whom he could share Back biting and Showing off loud themselves is what they care about Nobody asks how others are feelin' No sympathy, no sharin', no carin' Scrolling mindlessly through the internet staning over celebrities who don't even know them Being a fan of fiction, ignoring the reality Those are the people I pity keyboard warrior, on the Internet, inserts No facts, just useless insults The racists', The narcissists' Eyes clouded, Mind covered in mist Thinking they are the best, They are superior over the rest What has the world become today I wish I could fix it, to god I pray I wish the world becomes a place in which, of hate, there's no trace The world becomes a place where About the poor, the rich would care The world becomes a place when Justice is needed, it's there and then The world becomes a place what I pray for, where Doors of evil are all shut But how? I ask it's a difficult task With open mind and clear eyes, I see The change begins with me It all begins with correcting my own mistakes for doing so courage is what it takes Seeing my own flaws and doing good deeds From me, this is what the world needs I shall start a struggle to create peace To make this world like heaven's piece That's the concept I grasp to, That's the hope I chase when I think about making this world a better place

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