A what a strange world we live in.

How one joke is a muse, but flipped is abuse.

How the light at the end is glory from war, but is also the big gold gates to The Lord.

Where some are told they have freedom, and others just serve for their kingdom.

Where the time of a birth of one, is also the death of some.

Filled with wonder, dreams, and things we must. Only to be drowned by wrongness, crime, and all greedy lust.

What a strange world we live in indeed, but it's one I live in as only me.