We’re meant to be on the same day of happiness and fear.
Facing the fruitful outcome of advancement,
and yet we’re living with dozens of despair.
We meant to be equal on both progression and destruction.
And we meant to be part of every action and obligation.
But why we keep acting like tyros and fools,
And blaming each other for what must be a good rule?
Does it make sense at all?
Or we’re just wasting the time that were wasted since before?
A part of me keeps yelling for innovation,
And yet crying so loud for every lives have killed
Is it M.E. the one to blamed for the lost of lives?
Or we are the one who murdered the place we live in?
Have you heard the horrible cry from deep within?
Yet you don’t mind about the feeling of pain.
For you were deep and blind for your own feelings
We are all connected in a chain
That creates the paradise of our dreams
No more room for fear and suffer
If we’re ready to be on the day
Of repentance to try cleanse the inside
Cause we’re just part of M.E.(Mother Earth)
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