Look at me, aren't I keen,
on the precious means, than you have seen.
I loathe self pity, and swallow Honor,
Pick up the pen you fool, and make a difference....
Pun dents spew of their own success,
while the poverty lays a mess...
Apparently their words of not helping,
Humanity is diminishing by a blind man's stare...
Apathy is the hearts intent,
to take away of man's vent....
concerning problems that don't really matter....
and a country that hangs barely on the ladder...
I might be talking crazy, or maybe its just you,
I feel its time to start anew.
A new quest, not another jest,
Time to make the best,
Of the ruthless unrest....
that haunts this world....
