TAT (23/03/94 / Singapore)

A World Of My Own

The world is too harsh,
their words are too much,
your touch bears no warmth,
my body half in a tomb.

Can't stand the blood,
overflowing from innocents.
Can't take the pleas,
coming from the trees.

Harmless ants killed by billions,
in just a single day.
Helpless floras picked by people,
just cause lovers' have to obey.

Slashing and killing,
pain and fights for shilling,
practical human kind,
everywhere we can find.

Inflicted upon me,
is the anger unleashed from he,
who abuses his family,
like a harmful hornet bee.

Inflicted upon me,
is the hurtful words of she,
who was supposed to be forever there,
guarding and watching over me.

I want a world of my own,
one freed from evil mankinds,
one where plants and animals are given the rights,
to speak and shout out their minds.

I want a world of my own,
where parents no longer rule,
where freedom of speech is always cool,
and unreasonable rules are in the wading pool.

I want a world of my own,
where blood shed is banned,
and those who hurt are caned,
even if they are pretty and tanned.

I want a world of my own,
a world far away from this one,
a world without strangers and wackos,
a world too perfect to be ever achieved.

Till the day my world comes true,
I will still be stuck in this forever flu,
suffering and crying a river,
shaking and always in a shiver,
till the day my world comes true...

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Comments (2)

This is very well written. Good rhyming. I like the content in one way as well in as much you dare to dream of a perfect world. I like it a bit less that you seem to give up to work to something that looks a bit better than what we have now. The world may be never perfect, but if we choose to perform every day 3 small kindnesses to strangers or people we know, it can transform our life. Each simple random kind act brings so much peace of mind and may in turn give rise to a million others. (speck of significance = poem in my collection related to this)
This is very well written. Good rhyming. I like the content in one way as well in as much you dare to dream of a perfect world. I like it a bit less that you seem to give up to work to something that looks a bit better than what we have now. The world may be never perfect, but if we choose to perform every day 3 small kindnesses to strangers or people we know, it can transform our life. Each simple random kind act brings so much peace of mind and may in turn give rise to a million others. (speck of significance = poem in my collection related to this)