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| i'm so sorry pakcik for using your picture in this entry :D |
i can't stop realizing how our world is old,
war, starving people, opression,
it is getting more common nowadays,
at first, it may be shocking,
but later, no one even care,
and no one even look.
i can't stop worrying how our world is old,
with our youth love causing trouble,
with our society hating each other,
with the governments start to take instead of giving,
with the people love the money,
and satisfying their greed.
i can't stop thinking how our world is old,
where the folks holding grudge towards the other,
where the politicans are fight with one another,
where the innocent children are getting the blame,
for their parent's contemptible sins.
where the animals know what is love,
compare to the human themselves.
our people are suffering from all sort of ail,
our youths are bumping into destructions,
our society are chasing the name and wealth,
resulting the others getting opressed,
leading to the devastation of our own world,
what a sick, unhappy, foul and sorrowful life we had.
the unease and sad feeling for them, i sowed,
praying for a wonderful and peachy change,
they will carry out some day,
but, it is nothing if those who are wide awake,
don't fight, struggle and help,
to give and hand them the remedy,
to make them realise and well aware.
before our old world meet its end,
let do some changes,
let us spread the words,
before opportunity become unfortunate,
hold our breath and tighten our swords,
fight for the freedom that we long.
even the world won't turn young,
but still, we can save them who live,
rather than living in dark,
we must lead them to the light,
cause who knows,
there will be tomorrow or not,
that's why we have to make it NOW.
**taktahu lah nak panggil ape ni. kalau nak panggil poem, bapak panjangnye.
senang senang, panggil, 'apabila aku merapu' :D
thank you.
