To The World That Blew My Rekindling Ember
There may be times when you are feeling down,
when someone blows your rekindling ember,
and you can't help but put the biggest frown,
or raise the flag in white to surrender
in front of many people who've shamed you
when you've done what you could and did your best,
It is the time when all've become askew.
The day when all were fair, and sweet, unstressed;
the day when all were possessed of kindness,
when shall that time occur once more? No way.
It's not getting better, it's such a mess.
The world today seem't to stray further away.
Oh life! Oh life, save me once more, oh please!
When will this world come again to a peace?