Cry for the world?

No trust left for time…

No dream meant for crying…

Find yourself in a lost rhyme...

When all you need is time.

To all of us this is life…

Where there has been only strife…

Many consider a blade…

Of what help is jade?

Screams heard from every corner…

There we find a loner…

Reason is not found…

Why he sits without sound?

Speak on the face…

Why you hide a race…

No friend or foe you are…

You can be called a lair.

Save the world from slime…

That’s what all are crying…

First save yourself from thee…

Is what we should be crying.

Hayed!