O World, your ground is up and sky is down
Instead of steadying, you flip again, again
Child's cry, blood from a fall, this child's frown
O World, once more you have tempted to sin
Your illusions seem real, but lack any hope
Through your despair I walk, I run, I sleep
Grasping at your candy desperate to cope
My clown's face on, outward laugh, inward I weep
So weak am I, I take the easy street to Hell
Helped, O World, by your machines and smile
Been here so long, I can't remember when I fell
Death and life become meaningless after a while
Yet, O uncaring World, in the grips of your chain
The Lamb's Hope helps me bid farewell to your reign
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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