I remember when we used to wake up every morning to thank the world
To be alive
To not just readjust, but rejuvenate for the new day
But now,
Our world has been changed by words
By war. By hope, and by sorrow. By us.
We say it’s for the better, but we have only gotten
Battered by the day.
There are still bans on our bodies,
Wars between countries,
Villages being torn down to ashes.
Can we still look for the harmony and tranquility inside us?
Or is it gone…forever?
When I hear the birds chirping outside,
and the rain dripping on the grass,
I remember how beautiful we used to be.
How brave our hearts were.
How we weren’t just kind to our mind, but also our soul.
Maybe we can overcome this, because we were not granted the world
as a burden, but as a gift.
I wonder how it has come to this.
Look at what we can do.
And look at what we have done.
Look at what has happened
After we forgot that we loved the world.