How Might It End,

If the world could ever watch

How gruesome humans can be

It would be inhumane: a huge hitch;

Passersby can only run and flee.

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If the world could ever hear

How our cry cries out to heaven,

It would be because of intense fear

Rooted from insecure presentiment.

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If the world could ever tell

How misery could really mean,

It would best be described as hell;

It irks you like a vermin.

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If the world could ever sniff

How scheming John Doe works,

It would be a reeking hell of a whiff;

Not any Gods’ planned quirks.

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If the world could ever show

How rejection could really harm,

It would be the antonym of an afterglow

Loaded with massive firearm.

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If the world could ever educate

How depression is proven a fatality,

It would be a process to eradicate

Cause John Doe’s inept inability.

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If the world could ever share

How loving and warm its hand,

It would be through concern and care

Where opportunist will apprehend.