The world is but an empty place,
With nothing here but air and space,
The Earth is just a troubled sphere,
And all that we hold dear.
Everything is either fun or sad,
And some people are always mad,
A few people always talk,
While others only walk.
Why do we have all these troubles?
As many as water has bubbles,
We have wars and we have hate,
Why can't some people stand and wait?
I said before that we will die,
If we don't, I'll wonder why,
The whole problem is nobody cares,
People will fight at the drop of a hair.
Some people say let people live,
Other people say let them give,
We have wars and people kill,
And they do it against their will.
The world is nothing but a ball,
Some people die and some just fall,
If the world dies, so do we,
Everyone, you and me.
This is all I have to say,
Now you go and live your day,
But remember what I have said,
Or you might find yourself on your DEATH BED!
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