With quick speed goes the wave
Out from mother oceans hands
Alas, it soon will retract back to her
For the world has been cruel to it
Wind brushes against human cheeks
Asking just for someone to play
Alas, its request to be denied
For the world is too busy for it
Meadows grow in hopes of prancing
Wishing for one to run through it
Alas, it will soon die in vain
For the world cares only for itself
Snow falling in hope of awe
Wishing to shock its homely spectators
Alas, melting is all it shall do
For the world does not care for beauty
Birds chirp creating melodies
Hoping happiness will be created
Alas, it will only be of annoyance to us
For the world does not care for happiness














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