This World of Ours

This World of Ours
 
Why is it in this lovely world of ours,
this undecided world we class as free,
that all nations dispute with worldly powers
and most unsure forever disagree?
 
The whole world needs the use of precious oil,
for oil improves our comfort and our style.
It’s no wonder all worldly cauldrons boil,
when the words we use are just to beguile.
 
Let’s view our world with ever-open eyes
Paying heed to poor lifestyles that abound.
Let us not forsake all their hungry cries!
"One can’t produce the food from stony ground."
 
Rich nations, cast aside your troubled strife,
and help all peoples, `live a better life.`

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