I told the world to leave me here,
It took my name and kicked me out,
I tried in vain a word to say,
The world is cruel and shut me out.
I told a lie to set things right,
The world couldn’t bear to hear me out,
I start to cry to slow things down,
The world laughed on and did not stop.
I showed my wounds and hoped they’ll prove,
The world stood still and grant me time,
I laid my case and plead my stay,
The world looked up and spun around.
I thought I’d won the case that day,
The world now showed the harm we’ve done,
I cried real tears for the pain we’ve caused,
The world sat down and lend its hand.
We live each day for us it seems,
This world around, we spoil on demand,
We curse the ground with litter and selfishness,
We choke the skies with smoke and bitterness.
The world sits down with the cut we command,
The wounds so deep, we cheer our greed,
We show no care for the world we destroy,
The world not bitter and fights with a plan.
So back to me and this sunset I await,
The world didn’t grant my request within time,
I lived life blind, only thinking of my needs,
But punished the world without caring for its plan.
By Julius Fa