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This world is ours.

A tear trundles with a hasty trajectory,
As fear encapsulates all of humanity,
A systemic indoctrination
accepted by all, the old, the young, the large and the small.
No known origin, excluding a city,
Our cards have been dealt but individually.
One world together is how it should be
Not rich against poor, a broken unity
What to believe at this time?
No trust in government, not in my lifetime
Misinformation spreads like a virus
While our jester leaders are running a circus
At a time like this let's band together
And find solace in a conjoining feather
We must reboot, reconnect in time
For this world is yours
This world is mine.
©714sian