Poets' Practice Pad

This huge wide world, people surround-
nice, sweet, great to have 'em around
What goes a round comes a round
That's the way it is, some johnnie once found

But there are some to avoid,
hypocrites, liars....you get so paranoid
And in the end, you wonder why you convoyed
It could be your husband, in-laws or the boss who got you employed

But life, a train journey, has to go on
see though them, or you're a pawn
One day you will, wake up to see the dawn
Even though they're long gone.

Wake up, don't let 'em get ya!
From Asia to Africa, America to Libya,
people are the same, so is an African or India Rhea
Who is she? Is her name Piya?

P.S. Well, I think I interpreted it differently, not sure if it's okay though. Sorry about that. Sorry to bring the countries in into this, I honestly don't know what's happening in these countries(hey, was that a joke?)....Well, I don't know if it sounds corny(?), but I had fun doing this.

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