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IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL A WORLD?
This world with its castles, thrones, citadels and towers,
This world with its anti-humane social structures,
This world with its wealth-craving, lecherous lepers,
Is this a world? Tell me, in plain nomenclature?
A toy, a plaything, is a good man’s life over here,
This place where the dead are worshipped, revered,
Where life is so cheap, where death is so dear,
Is this a world? Tell me, in plain nomenclature?
Every body is hurt, every soul is thirsty,
Eyes hold no meaning, hearts sad and heavy,
Is this a world or a chaos-filled fantasy?
Is this a world? Tell me, in plain nomenclature?
Youths are astray and sins are abounding,
Pure souls, bare bodies with marketers haggling,
Even love is ‘made’ here like many a fancy thing,
Is this a world? Tell me, in plain nomenclature?
This world where a good man is so unimportant,
Where loyalty is not found, friendship non-existent,
Where true love ends up as a big disappointment,
Is this a world? Tell me, in plain nomenclature?
Burn it down, Burn it down, blow it away, someone,
Take it away, I don’t want anything in this fun,
It is yours, take it, it’s your prized procession –
I wouldn't weep if such a world ends up in extinction.
This is not a world, I tell you,
do you my words hear?
