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What are we doing to our world

The world is an unwinding maze! You feel lost, you feel sad, you feel anger and hate;                                              you perceive queasiness, sick and vomit boiling from your  inside                                                                            when will you see the good side of life?                                                                                                              Left and right, forwards and backwards are the only directions we can make, we’re trapped!                                    We see ignorance and want lurking deceptively                                                                                        Darkness and devils forging their way through and unexpectedly being accepted.                                                But that is the usual, what else is there to it?

Life isn’t about what we have or what we have gained                                                                                        it's about what we have made out of the smallest opportunities.                                                                        This life has a “lassiez-faire” attitude                                                                                                                leave them to It, what do we care!                                                                                                                          Because of this there  is destruction and hate                                                                                                      the bond of love and happiness has been broken instead of shared                                                                          Whilst evil is lurking and getting in the way.                                                                                                    Discrimination, hatred, racism, unkindness and the lack of understanding loiters within us.                                     So what is the point of life if our vocation is to suffer?                                                                                        We can’t escape, we are confined here. Forever!

These things on the earth look similar, of the same creature as themselves.                                                           An impatient, judgmental, threatening and aggressive set of things. There punishment - the earth, which they walk across, every. Single. Day.                                                                                                                             They walk with a heavy weighted heart full of disappointments and injustice; their tongue stronger than knives, which their favourite use of it is to cut, curse, bully and kill.                                                                             They themselves are moral evil and help cause natural evil too.                                                                       These heartless creatures were given a stress-free name. Man-kind  

The brainwashed society’ sinister hunger is to poison minds destroying aspirations and determinations of lives.       Changes regularity from: hate, suffering, disappointments to sinister                                                                acts like: lying, cheating, stealing, envy and  jealousy.                                                                                   Society’s unproductive minds have caused a divide and neglect; half is ignorance half is want.                                  Is there no good left?                                                                                                                                          Has everyone joined to segregate and demarcate?

A twisting turning winding fate of no direction                                                                                                        light and darkness at war; now whose example should we imitate?                                                                   Angels and devils in battle every day but the angel’s consistency of inferiority to the devil is unutterable.                                                                                                                                                          A heavy weighted anchor has been put down by our own discouraging and loathing,                                            now we can’t move forwards; our only direction is: back, back and back again.                                                        We have made ourselves cramped, limited and restrained from all progress                                                         because of detestation, abomination and resentment to one another.                                                                 We suffer and agonize yet quick to blame and forget that our cruelty and dishonour is our shame.

Isolated and dumbfounded                                                                                                                                    is there no good left that can be found on this severely dented earth?                                                                    Is this all we have left?                                                                                                                                        The lack of peace and heeding to good advice has caused this, who else do we have to blame but ourselves.         A deafening silence eluding the air and an awkward tension blows through wind,                                                    a polluted fragrance contaminated the air.                                                                                                          An uncontrollable wind blew of all directions dismissing all in its way, with a whisper,                                         why the cruelty why the hate?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

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