The world grows to be fascinating by the day

Compelling as this world could be, there are other awful things that qualify this world

What befitting name should I call it?

Could it be that the world has swallowed the people in it or the people swallowed the world itself?

No doubt the people are the world since they have refused to cough it out

Fathers against children

Mothers against children

Children against Children

Fathers against Mothers

Friends against friends

It’s rather terrifying

There is thin line between what makes us good and bad

But I am less worried because my place in this world is not eternal

I am just a passerby

My home is eternity

But I am not going to leave those I care about behind


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