Call it wild
Call it blinding
Call it mild.
Pure fact the world is facing hostile times,
You appoint a president whose ideas can hurt a nation to a bitter core,
Times are difficult with machines taking over
and people relaying on systems to effect times we lean on the sofa.
Why can’t peace and love out weigh this bitter pill?
Why does politics dictate the control of behaviour we should rightfully own.
Why does anger outweighs love and harmony’s shores?
Why can’t encouragement be the signpost to elevate the minds that are sore.
Happiness and love is such a simply thing,
Or matter of fact, these times try out our grin
So heaven and earth
Sadness and smile, with this simple antidote
The human race doesn’t need to face a trial.
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