In the world turned upside down

Where weak are suppressed 

And poor are draged 

A land where mirth is in torturing others

Sadistic pleasures, evilness and wickedness 

There rose a man of might and divine powers

Bringing the new world as per God's plan

Changing things for betterment of humanity 

His soul did rise to unprecedented heights 

 

There was another mighty man 

He felt within him the same urge 

He picked up his sickle cutting every flower 

All the fruits He crushed under his feet 

And weak and poor lived in horrible misery 

Bringing about change in the world, filled with doom and gloom 

 

He who brings any positive change in himself and the world 

He for sure Has done his divine job

 

He who brings more negativity in himself and his world

He for sure Has earned nothing but divine wrath 

 

We are but the caretaker of this world 

Sow seeds that shall Bear flowers and fruits 

So that our generation ahead can reap blessings