If ‘All the world’s a stage’
And “All the men and women are merely players”
Why do so many of them play bad people?
This stage that we live on could be glorious.
So much is in this world,
Enough for all,
But no, some want more,
Want to keep it for themselves,
No thought of helping others,
Only thinking of themselves
And not the starving or the dying,
That are leaving our world in droves.
One day I would like the world to be saved,
To be the place where all are at peace,
All are safe,
All are fed,
And love abounds around us.
The world would become a stage,
‘As you like it’.