Is it really worth all of this bother,
Another day putting one foot in front of the other.
Twenty-four hours filled with trouble and strife,
Minutes pass by while battles are rife.
So much worry and pain behind every closed door,
Following the sun comes another downpour.
On the horizon and spreading over the land,
A fresh hope is springing, escape is at hand.
Some forget to look back on their flight to the top,
Wings to be clipped by sons that won't stop.
What they fail to see, their one major flaw,
Evil feeds upon evil, hearts and minds that won't thaw.
The masses are stirring and no longer fooled,
Their days are numbered we will no longer be ruled.
Forgotten in scheming, they can't help but miss,
The power of the people is centred in this:
In a world full of lies one thing still holds true,
Till the day that I die, I will always love you
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