What is this World we Live in;
Is it Friend or is it Foe?
Is it what we Think it is,
Or someThing we don't Know?

Do we have true Freedom,
Or are we all just Slaves?
Working hard for "Master",
Slowly Digging our own Graves?

Can we interAct in Peace,
Can we even Try?
Or are we here just to Fight,
And Serve until we Die?

Do our Words mean anyThing,
Or is it wasted Breath?
Lying to Eachother,
Waiting patiently for Death?

With Hearts and Minds so Hardened,
It's Difficult to Tell,
Is our World a part of Heaven,
Or just one endless Hell?

BI Prokop