We live in a world in which morals fall short of money.
We live in a world where some find rape jokes funny.
The media controls the mind of the weak and ignorant.
They convince them that it’s wrong to be an immigrant.
We have lost the ability to think for ourselves.
Lost like the books that sit on our shelves.
The governments have lost all poise and
In turn they have all become poisoned.
Money runs the world and the people are slaves.
The rich lie in court, the poor lie in graves.
It is hard to notice all the good in this place we live.
There are some who help, who comfort and give.
It is because of them, that I have any hope.
Why can’t the news keep them within scope?
I refuse to believe that it is too late.
To change this world and make it great.