• An average life across the earth, is a dreadful sight to see.
    A world where lives are lost, and those moments without no ends.
    Racism, spews the boarders.
    Insults from every corner and then, just then, what will come next?
    A hope is waiting, feeling, breathing.
    Just waiting for the moment where all thing will belong.
    For this world of ours, there still is hope.
    A bright future awaits, a desplicable one too?
    Or maybe the one that we have lost, because of me and you.
    Because this world is ours.
    So then let's make a change, for then our future will be arranged.