We are the world; we are the team br Time long ago dimmed our gleam br Shelling the dwelling -thorns on a bent cactus br When greedy eyes bleed with malpractice br The louder the voice, the higher the status br Bad blood-and-guts, -stabbing cuts are gratis br br Every morning, midday and sunset br Summer does surrender and undress br And the fall of it all, the loud calls br So hard to climb over wintry walls br At nightfall when all alone with no tranquility br Absent are: stability, gentility and humility br br My soul far removed from tranquil……… br Or be it forever very thankful! br My heart jumps not with joy br Skips a beat: To predict the next ploy br Has love worn out its white masque? br When every nuances taken to task br br Last time I looked up the word perfection br - Sacrifice did not cross my direction- br Juliet’s forever lies beside her Romeo br My human poison the nerves of polio br Perfect love lived on a shade of time br Time on my side, yet void of rhyme br br Othello’s jealousy daily fears spread br His communion my hardened bread br We can all be masters; the evil masters br Can be truly followed into awful disasters br Which are never fair and but always proud br Doubts at will, my will, is always loud br br From the good book revelation doctrine br The three witches double my guilty shrine br It’s by no accident design the beast curses br Through the makeup of my fallen six verses br I am as they guild ridden led to slaughter br My abyss the final entry on this blotter br br We Are The World; A Tragic Overture! br br May 19,2013 br Copyright Leaking Pen 2013br br Leaking Penbr br