◊My World◊

by Sundara

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I live in a world of war and distress,
Where leaders can no longer be trusted,
And men can’t control themselves.

I live in a world of darkness,
Of impure thoughts and actions,
And evil is the god of the people.

There is no light. There is no peace.
The sunset is stained from bloodshed.
Death is the dew in the morning.

Is there not anyone who sees this that can stop it?
There is.
But they are in another world,
The world I do not live in, but my heart and mind dwell in.

My mind dwells in a beautiful place,
A place where those I love, and cherish live,
And the sun welcomes me . . .

Until I wake up.
Then it’s all gone, I’m back in land of Destruction.
I want to go back! Please take me back!
But I know I can’t, until I fall asleep again.

So until then, I fight the battle, and finish my mission,
There can only be rest when our work is accomplished.
Though the Dark Angel provokes me, and the fiends wound me,
I face this world . . .
but instead of shouting, or arguing, or making wise comments,
I cry.

I cry because the world doesn’t know how it all ends.
My world wins the war.
If only the cruel world would join me . . .
because there’s still time.
Come to my world, my paradise, my home,
And you’ll be glad you did . . . for all eternity.
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