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"How To Fix the World." (Poem For Humanity.)
Look around the world and see
the ways of all Humanity
the Rich the Poor and Disenfranchised
the truth is there before your eyes.
War and Want originate
in misplaced views and human hate
Expansionists who seek to rule
Workers as their deadly tool.
The wasted useless War Machine
is driven by Dictators dream
to subjugate and force their view
Rule of the Many by the Few.
Billions of Workers stem their voice
accepting that they have no choice
but to comply ,obey the Elite
whose Rule has left lives incomplete.
Where lies the answer you might ask
how can the Rich be held to task
and Liberty rise for everyone
is this the way the world is run?
When Poverty and Blight abound
to keep the Masses on the ground
their Suffering real their dreams and pain
can Justice prevail to rise again?
There is a way to remedy
Injustice Hate and Tyranny
Requiring All to Realise
the truth that is before all eyes.
You see the people fleeing Hate
You know they often call it Fate
I say to You Tis the Will of those
who would rather that all Protest close.
These Riders Of The Gravy Train
Entitled Rich and oh so Vain
Protect their hand their Status Quo
And Most of them don't want to know
about the Impact that they cause
with Greedy Policy with all its' flaws
they pass the Laws to keep their place
those Sellouts of the Human Race.
To Fix The World Requires that You
Examine well your point of view
and realise that Everyone
is Equal underneath the Sun
If all would live without Divide
Humanity could turn the tide
and Heal and Cure and Free the world
For every boy and every girl.
About this poem
I wrote this to try to reply to a question I was asked about how to fix the world. If you like it you can let other people know by giving them its name and where it is on the Internet.
Written on July 14, 2021
Submitted by TrevorX on July 14, 2021
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