This world is beautiful
This world is hideous
This world is kind
This world's insidious
Addicted to struggle,
It turns and turns
As mouths go hungry
And voices yearn
As life is born
And young minds learn
As bombs are dropped
And shelter spurned
As flowers bloom
And light returns
As bodies pile
And forests burn
As the ocean roars,
Twists, spits and churns...


This world is lovely
This world is rotten
All this beauty and pain
Cannot be forgotten