Aglow

Sometimes I think I’ve lived too long,

Amongst the hopelessness and despair,

Of a world full of sad sad songs,

And of people who simply do not care.

There is nothing left on this earth,

All possible boundaries have been explored,

There are no smiles filled with mirth,

And reailty has left no goals to set towards.

War and strife attack the young and old,

The veterans regret and the children fear,

For the evils of this world have killed the bold,

Wetting the cheeks of mothers with not just one tear.

Sometimes this life seems so long,

And unhappy as a frown,

For why live at all, why get along,

When there is someone else out there trying to shut you down?

The people in this world have given up trying,

So that they may simply wait until they pass,

They have reserved themselves into something cheap before dying,

As it is easier than standing up and fighting en masse.

But why shouldn’t we fight?

Isn’t each of our lives our own?

Why not stand up and take in the sight?

We have made a mistake, a world so prone.

Why not step up and take the blame?

Say we messed up, and this is wrong?

There will not be change without shame,

Without someone willing to admit, we are no longer strong?

We have suffered, to each his own,

But why must the future generation wallow?

It’s true that I think I have lived too long,

But why not make it worth it for those who follow?

I might have lived too long,

It might be my time to go,

But before I finish my song,

I want to see this world once more aglow!