OLD WORLD vs. NEW WORLD [a poem]

The old world appear to be one mixed up place

Were everybody is always in your face
A lost world filled with mixed up souls
Each chasing his own materialistic goals

A place of war between haves and have-nots

Where religions tie each other up in knots
Of ignorance, hatred and bigotry
And life seems to end in a cemetery

Evil men seem to rule by proxy

And cling to power like an evil epoxy
Their clans come first and to hell with the rest
We get the scrap while they get the best

Enough, is never enough for them

For whom everything material is a gem
Thus they scheme and they hoard
Never satisfied with any reword

Politicians are either ignorant or corrupt
Thus causing evolutions to erupt  
Life seems to have no value in their game
Where “le miserable” must take the blame             

But alas, this world is not lost in space

And doomed to bring an end to the human race
But everything is exactly as it is supposed to be
For those who have eyes to see

All the lessons we have learned as a race

Have prepared us to bring in the new phase 
Were all this darkness will be destroyed by light
Brought in by humanity’s plight

The True New World is about to come

Can you not hear the new beat of the drum?
It’s the beat of compassion for all in your heart
That has waited centuries to play its part

The True New World must not be enchained

To the dead weight of matter after what we’ve gained
Through the destruction of the organisation of finance
The True New World will get its Chance

EDGEBA

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