The worriers are often
the ones who are lost,
the disconnected of the world we paid for at a cost.
The earth is full of those who rush,
but are too blind
to see the beauty of our world left far behind.
Though the beasts and birds are dying
and while the dirt hails upon the souls,
the evil pressures the people and starts to dig our holes.
Anxious pacing and thinking will only hide
the wonders of nature, beautiful by the hillside.
From our hurt and pained minds where the devil devised
a plan to plant depression inside his lies.
Now you see,
how much worriers can lose,
when they think of only the past
instead of how much this world gives us her jewels.