the new World

Lokking at what we are living today may be a scary thing to do.

Two litle souls, contemplating the tree

holding hands forever, they look and see

the shadow that falls next to them

the leaves that die to condemn:

 

whatever is still unborn and new

the heart that unites them two

imagination will soon be gone

because the world is now a gun

full of mindsets and opinions

full of systems and communion

 

But they will ignore it all

the leaves will calmly fall

They are just two litle souls

because innocence is noone's fault.

 

 

Author's Note

Well, if anything's wrong with the grammar, I'm not english!