The World

There are deals

Which sometimes can’t be dealt

In this so-called planet

Named Earth

Things were so much more beautiful

So much more innocent, pure – back then

Remember

When grass was around your feet

Dancing gracefully

Followed by a soft chirping of birds

Humming a melody to your ears

Remember

When the moon was shining so bright at night

Reflected your own soul

Followed by stars

Glowing luxuriously in the sky

There are deals, can’t be dealt

Suffering, torturing

Cruelty, brutality

Pain and agony

Destroying every child’s dreams