The world is a Furnace, hot and fiery.
It burns with fire that curls and bite,
With the anger of thousands souls,
That whispers with their living breath.

The world is a pit where mankind dwells,
A realm built on lies and cruelty,
With the color of darkness and evil,
And a touch of truth and honesty.

The world is a fiery hearth,
Too hot for the soft hearted and hopeless.
The world is a maze of death,
With many paths ready to lead one astray.

©Okunola Peace.