A strange world

I see foolish humans categorize by colors
I see cruel people doing evil things to others
I see bad fathers beating up good mothers
Cause of that same mothers end up with new lovers

I see misplaced girls prostitute for some dollars
I see broken hearts that never recover
Young girls ending up cutting their wrists in showers
Blaming someone else for not using rubbers

I see friends letting down their brothers
I see kids world around dying by hunger
&
rich people watch, when the poor goes under
I see myself as a ghost, living to discover
I look for meadows but all I find are rotten flowers
So I pray for another soul to solve those problems


Aldin.


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