World Heal Thy Self 
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Oh world, heal thyself

I speak on....

healing our world!

I speak on ....

peace to our world!

Oh, world heal thyself

The world is filled with sadness. . . 

where pain never ceases to end. . .

and the state of the union

starts a brand new beginning

where secret societies are hidden within.

where does the chaos in this world end. . .

and the peace of our world begin?

Men with savage ideas

turns our peaceful world

into beastly humans. . .

with predator skills

hungry for money

hungry or fame

trying to live

and earn a new name.

Hum hah!

Yeah. . .

It has us in an uproar. . . 

trying to make an old world new

makes no common sense to do

Can't they see that they live here too?

Don't they know that they're not invincible . . .

to reaping nature's dues

sowing into stupid school

using uncommon practices

still in the hypothesis stages. . .

with only insensible clues.

Claims to the lands of this world... 

belong to no one man

Peace directs a heavenly calm

Peace to the world. . .

We all sing, . . .

In a Christmas song .

military chaos . . .

exercising military strong arms

Them, also saying. . .

maybe the world we're in

needs a whole new world order. . .

out with the old

trying to give birth . .

to brand new world

Hum, huh!

Yeah!

they say. . .

all should be cleansed

While they turn red flushed faces...

Into eyes that are blue . . .

cloning humans, is what they do

trying to make an already perfect world. . .

into what is just . . .

human dazzle dew!

Oh but . . . Wait 

Peace!

they yell . . .

please help us find a common ground

Where peace in this world can be found

mental anguish is singling out peace

in the world without a throne

for our God to even rest his sore feet on 

babies crying

father's and mother's. . .

dying little boys . . .

With hormones gone wild

innocent girls chased

deemed man toys

degrading - defaced

Man, provoking fearful screams . .

crying tears of river streams

creating songs of blues. . .

while living in solitude

The souls of human- beings 

lost in their inner child. . .

Living in an unstable world . .

without meaning

in a life where many

are very demeaning. . .

 empty swings

vacant airports

piled up cars

road raging within

Wanting things their way

every thing in a world of zing zing

ready for revenge. . .

shooting guns in

in a boxing ring

Yet,

with our mouths

We say we want our Lord to come

Men searching only in hollow places

Man's search for peace

Man's search for meaning

Man's search for calm . . .

after a storm

Yet. . .

All the long

Laying dormant In our world

right here the whole time . . .

Lye's healing

sitting in a place of peace. . .

right, where we need it to be.

Oh, Peace'

the yell . . .

please help us find a common ground

Where peace in this world can be found

mental anguish is singling out peace

in the world without a throne

for our God to even rest his sore feet on

So, I say,

God. . .

Show us peace and healing

in our world, and heal our land!

I'll say it again . . .

bring peace and healing to our world. . .

and heal our land!

I'll say it loudly, one more time. . .

Lord please

bring peace and healing to our world. . .

And heal our land!

Author: Rosetta Nesbitt