There seems to be nothing that makes your heart lift
When you watch or hear news every day
Nothing that says that life is such a gift
That you love it and just want to stay
Each day there's some turmoil you cannot avoid
And there's something that makes your heart sink
Like the world is infested and oh so devoid
Of something that just makes you stand still and think
Hurt and injustice, to name but two
There seems to be nothing that hatred won't do
And at time the emotion is scarred and so flawed
Where there's nothing but anger, to be daily endured
Where's the lighthearted, where happiness plays
Where are the smiles to fill all our todays
What is on offer to make the world smile
Nothing reported, Nothing worthwhile
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