The world seems empty as of late,
Will this always my fate?
Broken heart and rib,
Trucks rocking my crib,
Love and friends taken by their master,
Cars scream by even faster,
With emptiness, rest I should gain,
But there is too much pain,
Being punished by elders,
Box and parents,
No flow of cash,
Want to work or play,
But, I am broke to my dismay.
I know this is transient.
The rain will stop,
Customers again shop,
Hiring freezes lift,
And work will be a gift.
The sun will shine,
I won’t shrivel on the vine,
Logic tells me this,
But my heart is still amiss.
The world may seem empty as of late
but this will not always be your fate
even in the dark, look towards the light
patience my friend, we’ll make it through this fight
the battle may be arduous and long
but in the end, we shall not be wrong
courage and strength will let us soar
screaming freedom as we ride into the war
we’ll come out bearing the flag of liberation
so do not worry, we are only in temporary aberration