I sit on top of the world,
Blue sky above me,
Green land below me,
The sound of nature around me,
Serenity's warm embrace takes me,
A perfect and unspoiled moment,
Time passes.
I sit on top of the world,
Grey sky above me,
Red land below me,
The sound of conflict around me,
War's cold touch moves me
Life slips away,
Time passes.
I sit on top of the world,
Blue sky above me,
Grey land below me,
The sound of industry deafens me,
Aspiration's toll is seen,
Man's soul disappears,
Time passes.
I sit on top of the world,
Black sky above me,
Black hole below me,
The silence punishes me,
Life ends.
By Martin Nelson
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