W H E N I M R A N R A N
In this fast bowling world of tit for tat Where one takes this and the other takes that Of bombs and guns and fearsome machines That mince and poison and shatter all dreams
Some live out their lives until peacefully parting Others just struggle with no way of starting The rack and the ruin and too heavy rains A world that’s exploding and writhing in pain
Too many feel hate, there’s a dearth of true love With all looking up to their saviours above To help them out now in these times of great need Before the whole world is consumed by its greed
The haves keep on having, the have nots just heave What is false seems so real, in what not to believe? A time for full muster, footholds in the mud Escape from the cave just ahead of the flood
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