Struugle

Words get jumbled

thoughts get mumbled

emotions tumble and feelings crumble.

People struggle 

the waters bubble

the world in rotation, a great creation.

Joy is often sought for, buet not often found.

We look in all the wrong places, until we're in the ground. 

Lies are told

crimes are committed.

People grow old

some trespasses lifted.

The mountains crumble, yet the birds still soar.

Everyone wants to believe in more.

Because the more you believe the more you become.

We're all different, somehow the world is still one.

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