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