The world spins right,
And it spins everyday,
Around and around,
And that way it will stay,
People are born,
At 0 years of age,
They are molded by parents,
As they were blank as a page,
But if people are born,
As blank as they are,
Some are left out,
And they never go far,
And the world turns on,
Always to the right,
It spins through good and bad,
And the loss of our life.
