It is easy to be absent,
To simply not care,
And refuse to even
glimpse, or stare.
It is easy to turn to the wind,
Whose invisible breeze,
cruises through life,
Like problems were not there.
But it is those who care,
those who take the rocky path,
those who go against the wind,
It is those, who matter.
Let us not lie here,
and watch humanity die here,
Let's throw in our grain of rice,
So our future isn't a mere,
roll of dice.
Do it for the future,
Or just because,
But step in this sailing ship,
With your grain of rice.
Convince all you can,
And only the stubborn minds stay behind,
In a world, which no longer can.
Oh man, what a short life-span.
Do something.
matadorqk
To simply not care,
And refuse to even
glimpse, or stare.
It is easy to turn to the wind,
Whose invisible breeze,
cruises through life,
Like problems were not there.
But it is those who care,
those who take the rocky path,
those who go against the wind,
It is those, who matter.
Let us not lie here,
and watch humanity die here,
Let's throw in our grain of rice,
So our future isn't a mere,
roll of dice.
Do it for the future,
Or just because,
But step in this sailing ship,
With your grain of rice.
Convince all you can,
And only the stubborn minds stay behind,
In a world, which no longer can.
Oh man, what a short life-span.
Do something.
matadorqk
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