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Something Went Wrong

by @tony-tweedy

Whatever happened to the happiness, from all those early childhood days. Where laughter. joy and sunshine, filled all of imaginations endless plays? What became of the joyous music, giving beat and harmony to the world. When dream and hope could exist, and all possibilities could be unfurled? When did all this darkness fall, to lay shadow so dark upon the lands, as a dense foreboding that has been summoned by greeds unsated demands? When did dream and hope become, just mere folly and wasted thought. What happened to the morals and the ethics, that as kids we valued and were taught? When and where did all this go, for everywhere I look such is just not there. All has been replaced by a selfish world of greed, hatred and down-trodden despair. I know that in the course of time, I am meant to see an old man's view. But what worth and value of a world, where hate and lies are sold as true? Death and hatred fill this world, in every rank corner that I see, and in silent, desperate fear I wonder, why we stood-by and let it come to be?
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Written by
tony-tweedy
M / Australia
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Written by
tony-tweedy
M / Australia
Published
Feb 25, 2022
Time
2m
Notes

Ukraine burns. The climate rends retribution. Hatred is no longer hidden but openly endorsed or encouraged. China sits and waits while democracy suffers dementia. You can't tell me things are alright !!?

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#wrong#despair#values#ethics#death#hatred#lost#foreboding
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