Poetry # 8 - The World

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Our world is full of lies and hate,

All we do is to try to believe and wait. 

There is no definite time that we should try,

But all we do is to be sad and cry.

There are no freedom in some places,

And we also laugh at each other's races.

Technologies ruin one's reputation,

And sometime transportation and communication.

We don't know what will happen next,

We all just do is to call and text.

There are no signs for us to determine,

And also nothing for us to examine.

We start to laugh but we don't see ourselves,

But they just accept how they are themselves.

We look at the mirror but we don't see our reflection,

We just look at other not our own direction.

They influence us but we don't see them,

They are tired and we do is starting mayhem.

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