Despair and Hope

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In a world full of sorrows
and everlasting despair
I am worried less about tomorrow
fighting a fraction of today's fear

motionless are eyes of the dead
emotionless are the faces living here
with a scar the feudals tread
whom we can't even see let alone, bear

stay with me, stay here my soul
the morning will end the mourning
shall you know a little truth that
escape you yearn only leads to anew scorning