Structured ways

Imagine a world without hello's

We'd swim about rivers of sorrow

My eyes would not see , ears would not hear

And every time you turn around , It's tomorrow

Now picture a society so far out of reach

They'd eat through mountains of their own

Feast their eyes upon a fattened youngin'

And every time they turn their backs another is gone

So paint a picture of yourself

A model of your own world

You don't know what you've got until it's gone

Imagine a world with no arms and no legs

You'd lie there sometimes asleep , others awake

You'd rather be deaf , dumb and blind

And give up your appetite to walk, one more time

Now is this the picture we've designed

And what about the others will they ever survive

And you lie there trying to figure it all out

While the rest of the world is too busy to try

To pain a picture of themselves

A model of their own world

They don't know what they've got until it's gone