The Clay That Paves the Future of a Kingdom

The world will one day go to hell and back, and there will be no say

As life slowly decomposes, its journey is alive

We shall not forget the world and its natural glories

For we must get rid of the rubbish that lies on the planet

And be truthful will others and us

The world will be, one day, a democracy

And the belittled cannot change

So, it must stay, and we must ask

Are we okay

No, we, they, ourselves are not okay

Living is precious

But is destroyed by others to create clay

Clay lays, thick moist then solid and strong

We are like clay in a way

Thick with feelings, moist with want for love

Solid at heart, stubborn too

Strong when united, then split into two

Two, two ways

Two paths to follow

But, before the world goes to hell...

Which path shall you choose