The World


Blue skies, green grass, ever-changing,
A miracle in itself or is it really just a curse?
Humanity living and thriving as one,
Chasing dreams that never existed.
Forever evolving, searching for what we know as happiness,
A constant journey to bring our soul to life.
Tears and blood-shed, Laughter and hope,
Love and hate, segregation and unity.
All is seen by the naked eye,
All is blinded by impossibilites.
Beautifully mysterious,
An adventure just waiting to be sought upon.
The power of man, the greatest force used to create or destroy.
The World.
Time is merely an indication that the end is near,
Tomorrow is for fools waiting for today.

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