World of pain

This is the world i have chosen,
A world full of pain and misery,
A world full of hurt and fights;
A world with no conscience.

Father drunked, mother bruised;
Buds of maiden nipped,
Men, an agent of lucifer,
And the rich oppressing the poor.

Tell me, how will love reign
When all we afflict is pain?

oh! perverted world
full of painful tradition
Let’s make a world of peace,
Where love will never cease,
Let us mend the broken piece,
And cover ourselves with affection made from fleece,
The pain and agony our heart shall release
Let the peace and unity increase,
Let the war and fight decease.
Surely, the tradition of pain and agony shall decrease.

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